August 9, 2014 · 3:13 PM
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always

I did not carry you in my womb

nay, you are not from me

yet you are of me

let my love be mother’s milk to you

take the offered nourishment

and as it strenghtens you

it strengthens me

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love and acceptance

always

~Melanie Blackwell

 

 

 

 

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13 responses to “always”

  1. deepbluesandseafoamgreens
    August 9, 2014 at 3:21 PM

    Beautiful poem 🙂

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  3. ME
    August 9, 2014 at 4:51 PM

    The cost of my love

    The ounce of pain I cause does not seem worth the pound of joy I bring

    What pleasure can be found in the pain of my love

    What love can be sustained with the pain I bring

    I fall far short of the love you give

    Free though it may be, It cost you most dearly

    Forgive my failing,

    I beg thee

    ME

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  4. nokindofmagic
    August 9, 2014 at 8:21 PM

    Love and acceptance…when did we start making them so difficult? How easily we get carried away and let them shatter at our own doorsteps?
    And I have to say that probably nothing moves me more than (re)discovered love.

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  5. laurie27wsmith
    August 9, 2014 at 8:59 PM

    Nice!!

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  6. yeseventhistoowillpass
    August 10, 2014 at 12:19 PM

    It’s always about love and acceptance!

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  7. writingwingsforyou
    August 13, 2014 at 5:43 PM

    I can relate to these words very well.
    I have a bonus daughter myself.
    “always about love and acceptance.”
    Thanks for sharing.

    Reply
  8. IdealisticRebel
    August 17, 2014 at 7:11 PM

    A beautiful supportive blog. Congratulations! Hugs, Barbara

    Reply

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