My worries hang heavy on her boughs
Our scars look the same, carved into her forgiving bark.
This world only knows change, but her roots are unmoving.
Her hurt is mine, and mine is written onto her heart.
Even when I leave to go touch each corner of the earth, I'll always
Return to rest in the shelter of her loving arms.
Mother Acrostic Poem Unconditional Love
Mother
Published by Family Friend Poems April 2019 with permission of the Author.
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