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bounteous difference Poetry

My Sons


I swim across

not on an ocean

I swim across

not  over a river

I swim across

not through a lake

I swim across

not against the tide

I swim across

I wade through

I struggle all along

braving all odds

deviating from the fraud

pushing through  without fear

brushing aside the tears

caused by the near and dear

I might look like King Lear

with a difference not mere

he be the father there

I am the daughter here

he would have felt a benevolence

bounteous from his parents in reference

I  experience a care untold and unseen

lavish and great  from my sons unforeseen

that be the bliss I enjoy all through

let be it perennial and always true.learbklov