Tuesday, October 13, 2020

A MOTHER'S PRAYER

A MOTHER'S PRAYER

Be well, my child

I leave my heart

And a single button blue

Never will I be complete

Until I return for you

Life is cruel and I must go

There is no other way

God, hear my prayer, my abject plea

To return to my child one day

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Tuesday Poetics and Sarah presents a challenge using the what3words site, and has given us a list of 3 words that will lead us to a place in London.  I chose mass.humid.aspect  which led me to the Foundling Museum, established as a charity for children in danger of abandonment.  Among its collections is a collection of objects left by mothers with their babies in hopes of identifying them when they were able to return at some future date.  I cannot fathom the grief represented by that collection of objects.

Submitted to dVerse  October 13, 2020





15 comments:

  1. how immortaly sad that such places existed ... you portrayed the mother's plea well

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  2. A heartrending prayer. So sorrowful such realities exist in this world, where a mother is forced to leave her child.

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  3. What a tragic tale your words tell: I can't imagine anything more heartbreaking.

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  4. A stunning, yet heart-wrenching poem.

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  5. Apart...yet hearts connected by grief, prayer, and a blue button.

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  6. This made me shiver. Mothers did indeed leave tokens for their children, hoping they would return for them. I can't imagine what it must have felt like.

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  7. So very very sad... to know that somewhere in the world is a child you never will know. I can just imagine how the mothers would hope for the return of a child.

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  8. emotionally stirring without being too sentimental. I feel the mourning the mother is going through as she would leave such a simple item as a button behind with her precious baby.

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  9. This is beautifully poignant, Bev!

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  10. Such a lovely prayer Bev. Love this one.

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  11. So poignant. I can imagine this mother and how sad she must have been.

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