Mothers’ Day

A poem in honor of Mothers’ Day

Rene and grils at Yellow Aster Butte

Rene and grils at Yellow Aster Butte

A Mother’s Love

On her nest she broods

Alert. Through sun

And wind and night

Ever watchful, heedless

Of the raindrops beautifully

Beading her fine feathers

Knowing one thing only—

The nascent life beneath

Her wings is precious.

About dmdubay

Since retiring from Northwest Airlines and moving to the Pacific Northwest, I have more time to devote to writing. My first novel, "Tales of Two Sisters" was published over a year ago. I have been writing poetry for a long time and am attempting to collate my poetry into a short book, with pictures. A sequel to "Tales of Two Sisters" should be getting closer to completion soon. Gardening and tending the vineyard take a lot of time in the summer. Even though I love the outdoors, these activities do cut down on my writing. So I appreciate that wintertime allows me time to write. Writing, for me, is what brings things into focus and helps me to make sense of the things that life brings. It is a gift to me and I hope that it will be to you also.
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