A poem in honor of Mothers’ Day
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.
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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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