In the early morning hours, new life begins,
Heart full, mind racing, touching soft baby skin.
New life starts for mother and child,
A new journey, a new identity, how wild.
In the hush of dawn, a lullaby takes flight,
As a mother's heartbeat echoes through the night.
Each breath, a melody, a gentle hum,
Guiding dreams till the morning sun has come.
In laughter's echo and tears that flow,
A mother's strength, an unwavering glow.
She's the lighthouse in life's tempestuous sea,
Navigating storms with a heart ever free.
With tender hands that soothe and heal,
She nurtures hopes and teaches what's real.
Her embrace, a sanctuary, warm and kind,
A haven where young hearts and dreams entwine.
In fleeting moments and memories made,
A mother's love, an eternal serenade.
Through every step, a guiding light she'll be,
Her love, an anthem, for all eternity.
Motherhood, a new identity to live,
Sacrifice and love, everything to give.
Motherhood, a canvas, painted in love's hue,
A masterpiece is woven, forever true.
About the Creator
Emilie Turner
I’m studying my Masters in Creative Writing and love to write! My goal is to become a published author someday soon!
I have a blog at emilieturner.com and I’ll keep posting here to satisfy my writing needs!
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Comments (3)
Fantastic!!! Love it!!!💕❤️
This was so deep and beautifully written! Loved your poem!
so beautiful. and so very true. my sons are 56 and 58 and my love for them has grown with each and every day that has passed. Yes, motherhood is a precious life to live.