A poem of reflection by Monica Terry “AKA” Taptutor
Anxious to witness your first breath, in constant dread of your last
Bleaching out the blood, coffee and red wine stains of your not so stellar past
Will turn entire cities upside down when you’re off the radar
Nearly fulfilling profile of a cyber stalker demanding you “Change that Avatar”
Fearlessly race up to save you at a mountain’s highest pinnacle
Ignoring naysayers, haters, andย fairweather friends with comments so cynical
Message to the ruler of this world, HANDS OFF, can’t have my offspring
Fight to my last heartbeat, breath, and brainwave; every fiber of my being
To make sure you feel THIS MOTHER’S LOVE!