
Two lonely hearts once met and on that meeting found,
That God already knew that life would soon abound,
The two began a quest to build a monstrous nest,
They scavenged anything that seemed to meet the test,
This nest awaited eggs, the couple sat and waited,
The dad would find a meal to keep the mom abated,
As mother’s often do, she left her eggs alone,
She had to stretch her wings, but dad would take the throne,
And so between the two of them, a family came to be,
The little chicks sat all alone and screeched for subsidy,
The parents swooped and dove for those within their custody,
Soon they would learn to fly, yet questions still remained,
Would all of them survive, would life still be maintained,
And with each passing day, they left their mammoth home,
With fledgling wings now fluttering, completely on their own,
Yet in the nest on high, the smallest one remained,
Too weak to flap his wings, his strength had all but waned,
But mother’s love endured, she saw to this one’s needs,
She nurtures and protects him, with love she intercedes,
Today that little bird has flown to heights unknown,
Because of mother’s love, he soars now on his own.
So beautiful. I thought of you first thing this morning. Happy Mother’s Day, Kathy. God bless you and yours. 💛❤️💜🌸🤗
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Awww that is so sweet. I hope you have a wonderful day as well. Being a woman today takes might and strength, but being a mom requires divine intervention.
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How beautiful. It does indeed. Thank you 💛
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