Happy Mother's Day Ya'll

I love you," - Carl Sandburg
I sit here quietly

Watching them while they sleep

I wonder

And my heart is torn

How my love for them

Grew so strong

That I feel breathless

It sometimes even hurts

Yet I am never tired

Of watching their little faces

As they sleep.

I can see

That they are running

In their dreams

Their legs move

Back and forth...

Are they on a beach?

Or in green grass fields?

So what if when I am tired

They ruin the room again

Are they not the reasons

Which makes me forget every pain

Oh Lord! Tell me

How possibly could I live?

Before I was a mother

I never knew this bliss.