Mother’s Day.

A Mother’s Nature

Mothers perfume the world with their own unique fragrance.

No flower can compare to the bloom of her lips, the flush of her cheeks, brought about by the small hand nested in hers.

Her children are the seeds of her Spring, shoots standing tall in her Summer;  their dreaming heads in the clouds.

Image source: Wikipedia.In her Autumn,  small fruits; that smell of vanilla pods, are placed in her arms; fulfilling her need to nurture.

And no matter what the weather, like a willow tree,  Mothers will always bend;

sheltering seeds, shoots and sweetly scented fruits, from what the future brings.

Copyright © Talia Hardy 2012.

Image source: Wikimedia under creative commons license.

4 thoughts on “Mother’s Day.

  1. Hi Talia,
    I’m having problems with my wordpress account.. so have used my twitter account to comment… I’ve been in touch with wordpress and hopefully the issue will be resolved soon… The poems have been wonderful btw… You really do have a way with words… 🙂
    Have a magical day… 🙂
    Big hugs..!

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