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.
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