Motherhood
The day I added “mother” to my name
A wondrous love exploded in my soul
Igniting deep within a constant flame
An all consuming blaze which made me whole
With tenderness I held this precious child
My eyes glued to a miracle so small
And I besot and smitten only smiled
At once my spirit heard this sacred call
Now I was living not for one but two
Protecting this new life, my only care
Although instinctively I also knew
That many days I’d kneel in heartfelt prayer
This fact of life is cause for jubilee
For now and evermore, a “mom” I’ll be
Tina Busch-Nema
January 29, 2009
A wondrous love exploded in my soul
Igniting deep within a constant flame
An all consuming blaze which made me whole
With tenderness I held this precious child
My eyes glued to a miracle so small
And I besot and smitten only smiled
At once my spirit heard this sacred call
Now I was living not for one but two
Protecting this new life, my only care
Although instinctively I also knew
That many days I’d kneel in heartfelt prayer
This fact of life is cause for jubilee
For now and evermore, a “mom” I’ll be
Tina Busch-Nema
January 29, 2009
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