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Taken for granted?
Taken for granted?
As you stand and hold your trowel
Comes weariness, released in moans
She whispers sweet in a greener vowels
Rest a while and tasks postpone
A motherhood in verdant dance
The seasons rituals turn, lion to lamb
Harmony of cadence in broad enhance
In forest lush or deserts barren sands
She reaches out to heal in quiet grace
Mental strife, all left behind
Calms life’s frantic pace and find solace
In natures balm be intertwined
A matriarch with womb replete
Germ not chaff, a gift complete
As you stand and hold your trowel
Comes weariness, released in moans
She whispers sweet in a greener vowels
Rest a while and tasks postpone
A motherhood in verdant dance
The seasons rituals turn, lion to lamb
Harmony of cadence in broad enhance
In forest lush or deserts barren sands
She reaches out to heal in quiet grace
Mental strife, all left behind
Calms life’s frantic pace and find solace
In natures balm be intertwined
A matriarch with womb replete
Germ not chaff, a gift complete
Published 15th May 2024
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