Apologies to my sons for the mother I was
Fearful and confused wading through
My journey and battles with you
My valiant soldiers struggling toe to toe
Sometimes the casualties of my cluelessness
Ingenuously following wherever I led.
Apologies to my sons, looking at me for direction
When I knew not where I was
With my heart as my compass, and dreams in my head
Stubbornness in my soul and determination in my spirit
I followed where they led, crippling decisions, sorrowful soul
Blissful spirit along unchartered paths of my life
Gratitude to the Creator for the men you have become
Thoughtful, core kindness, truthfulness to yourselves
Honourable to all creation, gentle souls
Stand firm my valiant soldiers, as you serve
Country and men, continue to use love as your compass
Goodness as your shield and Christ as your model
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Nalini (
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Comments1
Inspite of the worries you may have had your sons have become good people and this is due to you.
Good emotive write.
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