I’ve given my body
to my children as
a living inheritance
of primal sustenance
vital to ensure their
childhood survival;
for life education and
milestone celebration.
A woman’s body
amazes, astounds
envelopes, nurtures,
stretches elastic
grows softly round
with love surrounds
heartbeat pounds.
They left their marks
indelible, incredible
creases, sags, bags
every gray hair is
strand of costly
(and mostly, yes)
sweet memories
rooted in the heart.
Linking to Grace’s prompt to write “body” poems at dVerse poets pub today…