Motherhood Poems: The Ladder
Motherhood poems: reflecting on memories of my children
As I gaze out my snow-stained window
I’m keenly aware of this feeling it has cast
Not of its shimmering crystal flakes
But the sense that so much time has passed.
There, in the midst of the snow-filled forest
Silently stands an emblem marking time
Filled with adventure, laughter, and tears
Sounds I still hear in my memory-filled mind.
Water gun battles were born on that fort
Tea parties, mud-cakes made their way up there
Halloween candy was divided and sorted
Innocence without any care.
Vivid, picture-filled memories
Valued at unfathomable worth
Leaf and stick houses, shovel to the head
Animal “traps,” bike ramps formed of earth.
Now, in the snow-covered woods
Brown-stained ladder teetering on a tree
Grown children no longer frequent its rungs
Let it be a symbol, live a life of glee.
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