Mother Love

Standard

Pour my blood

Into the jug

From which you drink

For you have taken

Not mistakenly

My power away…

 

When you took that draft

A long slow passing

Of my life

Back into your own

You know

I drown

Inside you now

Not swimming in

Your atmosphere

My Mother mine

Within the coldness

Of your frown I always fall

Withal so

Easily am poured

For taking in

Again by you

 

©K Barr

 

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