Tag poems from mothers
My Womb was Your Home,
My Breath, Your Cue
My Flesh created
The Flesh that’s You
My Breath, Your Cue
My Flesh created
The Flesh that’s You
Soft like a Petal,
Gentle as a Feather
Fresh as The Early
Morning Dew
In my Arms,
You Grew each Day
In Your Birth,
I was Born Anew
Winds of Change
Gently blew
Years melted,
Seasons flew
