Looking upon their angelic faces her heart cries out in despair,
for their fate lies only in her hands. Her love runs vast and deep,
but for the one that left them behind, the burden unjustly
placed upon her shoulders bring her to her knees. What indiscretion
of her past could bring to her children such a fate that she could not
shield from them?
Fury lies ready to strike down the one that turned his back upon their
welfare to seek a selfish want but to refuse his own their needs.
Justice will not be dealt by her hand, for there is one greater
than she, that will lay judgement at his feet. Her strength will be
found, for a Mothers love will sacrifice, if not her own life.
Pam Thomas
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-mothers-love-9/
