Our Children

A poem about a mothers children

Friends may come and go.
But one thing I know.
My children will always love me.
Where ever they may be.
Life may twist and turn.
One thing we all learn.
They are constant.
Mind and heart a servant.
Always thinking of them.
Heart breaking for them.
Where ever they may roam,
They are not alone.
With them in spirit,
We feel it.
As long as I live,
Selflessly I give.
My heart, mind, and soul,
To serve them is my goal.