
A Mum’s Lot
When My boys Were Small they Played with toys; games of bat and ball. Going out to play, they’d scrape their knees and fall. I’d worry. Now they are tall men abseiling down a wall from a building in New York. I worry! and get a call, which said… I think they’re…? Dread fills my head. They’re fine! Phew, That’s a relief said Fred (Who’s Fred?) Would I change my lot? Not-a-jot! Lesley Scoble, May 2023
“Going out to play, they’d scrape their knees and fall.”

Standing on the Edge

Benny jumping out of a plane: skydiving

I wrote my poem A MUM’S LOT in response to Sadje’s #Whatdoyousee Photo Prompt What do you see # 186- May 15, 2023- Mother’s Day. The photo prompt is for Mother’s day (we had Mother’s day in the UK back in March, but I don’t mind having another one!). The photo prompt of a son looking into his mother’s face expresses so well the strong love bond between mother and child.

Thank you, Sadje, for the inspirational prompt.
29 responses to “A Mum’s Lot: a waltz wave poem”
Sweet poem filled with mother’s concern.
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🙏💖 Thank you, M Jay 🌹
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Mums always worry about their children but are also so proud of their achievements. Very well expressed Lesley. Thanks for joining in.
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Worry, worry, worry! 😁 To join in was my pleasure, Sadje. Thank you for the inspiration 🌹
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You’re most welcome
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Awww this is so heartwarming❤️🌹
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Thank you Mich 💖🩷🌹😊
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Your boys are very adventurous. Ha! Moms have got to learn to stop worrying and start trusting. My sister and I turned our mom’s hair grey much before it should have. Wonderful poem as always, Lesley.
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🙏🌹Tanmay,
I’m only 21 and yet look a lot older 😂 thanks to my sons 🤣
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You’re still looking into that trick mirror you wrote about yesterday, aren’t you?
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Beautiful family.❤️
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Wow love the poem, stunning painting.
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Thank you, Paul 😊🌹
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Most welcome Lesley 🙂
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Being a mom is grand but it isn’t always easy! Even now that my sons are grown men with kids of their own, I still worry about them! It never ends, you know; it comes with the territory!
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…and I thought it would be better when they got bigger 😂🤣😂
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Now that’s just silly talk! 😂😂😂
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Wow! This is such a lovely poem – encompassing the passing of time, independence and a mums wants for their child/ ren to be safe amongst other topics!
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Thank you, CSK 😊🙏
Appreciate your comment 🌹
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Aww – it was such a lovely read (-:
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Boys will be boys. So mothers of boys worry differently. I understand. Bless you. You have lovely boys. I pray their Angel stays near always. And yours too. XoXo
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Thank you, Selma 😊🙏 you are so kind
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Your boys are adventurers. You are an incredible artist.
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💗 Nicole, Thank you for your compliment 🌹
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