You And The Children

i have written some
poems about
children

not the nursery rhymes
for them
honestly i do not like
to hear them
reading them to me

do not ask me
i am saddened

these children are never
mine
they are yours as you
have taken cared
of them
from the very beginning

from the womb
of their mothers

you must still care
for them
till the tomb of
time

i accept i am of the lesser kind
you are the mother
of them all
when their mothers left them

you are water and fire
and flower and cloud
and the sun

and the moon when
darkness came

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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