They came to wait,
to listen and to care.
They left their work,
their routines, their lattes,
and their lives,
but still they came.
Just one call,
a Mother's need,
brought my boys, fast to me.
Nothing seemed as strong that day,
as those two boys,
who came my way.
I leaned towards them,
and broke my heart.
They stood tall and strong,
to share a Mother's grief.
And they came.
They took the calls,
they took my arm,
they drove the cars,
they helped my heart.
They are my boys,
and they came....
@ Copyright 2006
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7 comments:
Ok Jo and Matt, I know you won't care for this poem, but this is a mother's privilege.xx
What would we have done without the encouragement and support from both Matt and Jo.Thank you
We would support a million times over - We remain strong for you both.... always!
Love Jo
This is a touching poem
Thank you Jo, I know that I can always count on you both - a great comfort to me xx
I'll always remember that day, there was no hesitation, no buts, no ifs...a phone call and Matt was gone. And like Jo says they will always be there.
Yes, They are the 'constant' in my life.
The love that holds together a family in a time of crisis is a wonderful sight to witness. May this love continue just as strong no matter what the journey. Your poem speaks from a loving heart.
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