Motherhood
I sit watching my children
Playing without worry or fear
Longing to reach them and warn them of times ahead
But the words fall on deaf ears
Still they sit playing
Loving without prejudice
Open to everything
The world before them
Their paths yet to be chosen
Tears fill my wary eyes
Thinking about the loss, love, joy, and pain they have yet to understand
Their lives are simple
Their love complete
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