Your First Mother's Day, My Daughter

by The Hearth Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

The card says first as if the year began today. But motherhood has already lived in the midnight chair, the appointment calendar, the fear you did not mention, and the laugh that surprised you both. My daughter, I celebrate neither perfection nor effortless instinct. I celebrate your attention, your questions, and the family learning together.
55 words · 13 lines · Free Verse
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