I wonder if you live to mother,
Because you do it all so well;
I have never seen another,
That it makes so sexy as hell.
The way you medicate a scar,
And how you kiss each wound;
Making wishes on a flaring star
Under the heavens and moon.
You make mothering sexy,
Sexy as a mother.
You play more than one role,
Doctor, mother, father, friend;
Your child builds your soul,
Because it's a love without end.
You work all night long,
To see your child in the best;
They must make you strong,
If you don't strive for any less.
You make mothering sexy,
Sexy as a mother.
You never looked so sexy
Until I see you with your kid;
Reading,
Writing,
Eating,
Hiding…
You looked that sexy,
Until I see you with your child;
Dancing,
Playing,
Chanting,
Praying…
Sexy as you continue
To listen and talk with them,
Sexy as a father fled the venue,
I see that you really don't need him.
You make mothering sexy,
Sexy as a mother...?
Yes, you are.
a beaautiful description of a
a beaautiful description of a mother. mother is many things
does everything for her children. I enjoyed your poem
very much.
Sexy As A Mother
I like this. It's refreshing to see motherhood in that light. There are aspects of sensuality in being a parent that most can't see! It's the same in fathers as well.