Dozer, the Bulldog

Dozer, the Bulldog
Feeling the "Bern"

Ellie Mae

Ellie Mae
No time for gates...

Ollie Mac

Ollie Mac
My cooking assistant

Ollie and Annie

Ollie and Annie
Azorean grandmother

Spring

Spring
38 years on this mountain, come May 31st...

Flowers

Flowers
Daisies

Papa and Ollie Mac

Papa and Ollie Mac
Priorities, Baby

Beauty

Beauty
Annie, my Sweetest of Apple Blossoms

My first portrait

My first portrait
"Mr. Farmer"

Mahlon Masling Blue

Mahlon Masling Blue
My friend and brother.

Mark's E-mail address

bellspringsmark@gmail.com

Thursday, August 13, 2020

A Mother Doesn't Lose A Son

 A Mother Doesn’t Lose A Son


A mother doesn’t lose a son, the way you lose your keys,

No, a mother never loses a son. 


A mother knows where her son is at all times, and watches over him, until his dying day. No, a mother never loses a son. 


A mother knows when her son is happy, and knows when her son is not, but a mother never loses a son.


No, A mother keeps track of her son until the day he leaves this earth, but a mother never loses a son.


She loses patience with the system, which treats her son like a criminal, when her son is simply sick.


But a mother never loses a son. She who gave birth to a son, is going to hover over him, whether he likes it or not.


She’s going to hover till her son runs for cover but no, just no, a mother never loses a son.


A mother knows when her son is ill, and knows also, when chicken soup is not going to make him better.


A mother knows when her son needs help and prays that he asks for it, but a mother never loses a son.


No, the cosmos is supposed to protect a mother, from the loss of a son, but a mother is not the one who loses him.


And the cosmos is supposed to protect the son, so that a mother never wakes up to find, that her son is gone. 


But the cosmos proved most fallible, and that’s as awful as it gets, when a son can be lost, without a mother losing him.


This mother did not lose her son, this mother did not misplace her son but this mother must bear the weight of her son being gone.


No weight can bear down so hard on a mother than the loss of a son, when the mother did not lose him.


The only thing a mother can do is keep on living and that is the hardest thing of all, because her son is gone.


And she did not lose him.