I've worn many hats in my days on earth.Some were funny to bring about mirth. Some had flowers overflowing and bright.Some dark and stiff letting in no light.Some of the hats I didn't want to wear.I wore them because someone needed me there. Some of the hats were heavy indeed. Those were the times I'd fall to my knees. Those were times I'd put my hat back on. And handle the problem with God given brawn.
One of the hats I wore was grand and proud.It was filled with love and devilishly loud. It was red for joy with a yellow sash and brown for serenity that never last. But if I never wear another, I'm proud of the hat I wore called "Mother".
<written by Mae Wms.>




Comments: 31
I love how you brought it around to motherhood, I'm right there with you!!!
Edward thank you for your thoughts on my poetry. The kindness you all share keeps one inspired.