Blessing for Many Mothers
Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.
Bless the mother holding a sleepy child.
Bless the woman who mothered
without being called mother.
Bless the one grieving her own,
and the one whose empty chair
makes this Sunday difficult.
Bless foster hands,
adoptive stories,
complicated phone calls,
and love learning to repair.
God of every honest family,
make our gratitude spacious
enough that no one disappears
inside the celebration.
62 words · 14 lines · Free Verse