Motherless Mother

I take care of people

That’s just what I do

A careless tear

Can tear me in two

I cannot bear

To see anyone

Break

And so when they start

I panic

I have to take care of them

If I don’t

I know I won’t

Be able to function clearly

And so I will mother them all

 

But the mothering gets painful

It hurts me to no end

Because at the end

I have mothered and their gone

An empty nest

When I’ve had no child

And it takes a while

To recover

But even as I recover

I find another

To mother

 

But as I mother

Its hard to understand

Why I do

What I do

Because as much as I mother

I need mothering too

 

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