To mother is to life poem

 To mother is to life

Here we are at the start of the page no less deranged no less, amicable

Knowing less of the world outside

No less of the world inside for i was numb

But cumbersome and wanderlust

Thinking with my toes and not with my brain

Wondering if sane is still in style today

But what can i know but to focus on the now

And the here and after all the diapers and the chasing

Theres not much left to do but sit in amazement

Created a life, and still creating

Wonder if shock gives in to the phasing

Of the chapter 2 or 3 or 4

I was such a bore before compared to this

I cant run obstacles anymore and catch my breath

But think of all the chores

And think of all the lines of all the lists that i can permit

And those papers and the files, all the secretary

Doctor calls, what do i do with my mind at all

I cant persist on knowing this that twenty year old mind is gone

Its become mature, i have sat at my door and pondered no more

Cause the time for pondering stopped and the time for doing submerged

I’ve been lacking in ruins but here i stand tall 

As mother, as all

For mother is all

Mother is doctor, and caregiver and nurse

Mother is filer and secretary and thirst

Mother is life and routine and power

Mother is laying in bed for an hour

Mother is peace in knowing you did right

Mother is hectic cause what if you did not

Mother is everything in the world as one

Mother is to daughter as mother is to son

And mother is life

So mother should stay the number one duty 

Cause everything else falls away and doesn't rule me

Only to nurture and love my child

Only to know that i can provide

Only to be the best i can be

And prove that a mother is within me