Poems About Mother’s Love
The Sacrifice In silent shadows, mother sits,Her plate bare, yet her eyes alight.Each spoon she yields, her child commitsTo warmth, to joy, beneath night’s sight.Her hunger, a quiet, stoic guest,Kept at bay by love’s strong will.The child eats, in soft fleece dressed,Unaware of the cold, the chill.Bread breaks, her portion small,A sacrifice on the altar…