Her Mothering

I found one of my old poems on poetry.com.Blogger World, MY MOM ROCKS!!! Her mothering, leaves me not wandering,A Rose-bedded life; often spotted with thornsYour love dose drives away all mournInfant eyes behold your affectionate smileIn discomfort, i find haven in your armsWhich keep me, shield me, from all harmAs the Potter with the clayMoulding,… Read More Her Mothering