Monday, March 25, 2013

Life is a Beautiful Struggle



Yesterday I was a child.
Today I am a mother.
Yesterday I was happy.
Today I am great full.
He took his first breath as a baby.
I took my first breath as a mother.

I reached my peek,
Could I be wrong?
Yes.
Dark foggy nights,
112 pounds of misery.
 Yesterday I was a child.
Bloody tears, Bloody cries.
Beautiful life, Beautiful lie.

I reached my peek,
 Could I be wrong?
No. 
Bright red rosy cheeks, 
7 pounds , 21 inches long
Today I am a mother.
Happy tears, happy cries.
beautiful feeling, beautiful life.






2 comments:

  1. I really like it! It's so meaningful and you can tell that he made an impact on your life and becoming a mother. It makes you think and feel with the use of small details and emotions.

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  2. Great job on the poem

    "Beautiful life beautiful lie" is a very powerful line.

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