The Colour Of Love: White

The pain vanished
The agony banished
As she beheld her creation
No flight of her imagination
Could have prepared her for that first touch
That first little cry, the first little lurch
The tears flowed down her cheek unchecked
A princess held in her arms bedecked.
The simple blanket that covered her treasure
Though steeped in poverty, its worth was beyond measure.
She longed no more for herself from now
What little she had, to her child she endowed..
Scrimping and saving, she'd bought beyond her means,
To welcome her girl into a world of sweet dreams
A soft cotton sheet, no more than a piece
Her baby stirred in the gentle breeze
It opened its eyes and looked at its mother
All they had for life was each other

And in the cold,dusty hut that night
The Colour of her Love was White.


Reposted for Verse First on Poets United

26 comments:

  1. i liked the last two lines [:)]
    keep writing

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  2. hey meenie never knew u to b a poetess.............cool

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  3. I am not sure I understood the white--perhaps Purity? But I understood everything in between in both heart and mind. Blessed be that love, the first love. Your words draw it so well.

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    1. Yes Susan, the white is meant to denote the purity of a mother's love for he child. Thank you for reading my poem and sharing your thoughts on it!

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  4. I too loved the last two lines--tender write!

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    1. Welcome to my blog Audrey. Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment.

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  5. Oh yes, it is just like falling in love only even more so - meeting one's chid for the first time. Such a pure, unconditional love is of course coloured White. :)

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    1. Hi Rosemary! Thank you so much for visiting my blog and sharing your wonderful thoughts with me. :)

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  6. Every line emanates love. Gorgeous.

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    1. Thank you for a wonderful prompt Kim. Happy Valentine's Day to you :)

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  7. Oh, the holiness of the welcome of new life! How beautifully you pput it as it stills the agony. I was not sure how to understand "White" except if it stands in for a kind of purity or brightness. I called it holiness on a guess.

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  8. A mother's love knows no bounds ~ I can so relate to the holding and nurturing the child ~

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    1. It amazes and astounds me how a mother can love her child so much, so selflessly. I guess I will only realize why when I hold my child in my arms for the first time :)

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  9. I LOVE the photo - and the poem. "All they had for life was each other". With that kind of love, all is possible.

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    1. I don't think there is any love that has a greater, lifelong bond than the one between parents and their children. Thank you for your lovely comment Sherry!

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  10. Lovely composition!:)

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  11. The ultimate commitment! This poem would also work well with Poetry Jam's prompt of sacrifice: http://poetryjaam.blogspot.com/2013/02/sacrifices.html

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    1. Thank you for the link, Laurie.

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  12. baby on a cotton sheet, what could be softer

    journey with a new friend

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    1. Absolutely! And I loved your poem!

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  13. You have captured a mother's heart. Oh that swell of love we feel with that new little one in our arms. Lovely write.

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  14. colour is evocative =)
    love the feeling in your poem

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    1. Thank you for reading my poem and sharing your thoughts :)

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  15. Unconditional love....!! very well conceived!

    Akila

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