Motherhood

By Eliza Terry Roylance

The author lives in Arizona, USA.

Sleeping soundly, so unaware,

So peaceful, soft, without a care.

I pray each night you’re safe and warm

From every day’s encircling storm.

Some say this is no place to raise a child,

So small, so pure, so meek, so mild.

But me, I tend to disagree …

This child, it seems, is raising me.