denis-martindaleWriter's Blog...Stephen Gayford Poetry: MOTHER'S PRIDE

Saturday 19 November 2011

MOTHER'S PRIDE

The lion cubs were all laid low
With heavy heads as proof,
Their golden coats were all aglow,
Yet now not one could move...
For there they were, as most cubs are,
When they've run round and round...
With each one thinking he's the star,
Yet now can't make a sound...

Their mother looked at this each day,
No longer quite surprised,
At first, she glared with some dismay,
Until she realised...
Now interlocked, just breathing in,
Not far from dreamland, friends...
With nothing more to prove or win,
Almost as daytime ends...

Their mother looked as eyelids sagged
Then fluttered for a while,
Then sniggered as their hot feet dragged...
Her memories made her smile...
For she was once as young as these,
Now humbled by the sun
And as she watched them take their ease,
She loved them, every one...

Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2011.

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The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Mother's Pride'.

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