Treasure Island

Madrason writer

(24-07-1967 / waalwijk netherlands)

Moeders zijn ook mensen!


Moeders zijn ook mensen,
soms zijn het loeders,
soms kinderen met wensen,
geen eeuwige voeders
van de lust.

Moeders zijn ook kwetsbaar
zoals teer porcelein
lopen ze vaak het gevaar
van breekbaar te zijn,
wakker gekust.

Moeders kunnen niet altijd,
altijd maar geven,
moeders hebben heel vaak spijt,
of wij kunnen vergeven;
't is een must.

Moeders zijn godinnen,
beminnen en bezinnen,
begonnen aan de klus
van de gezinnen,
nooit uitgerust,
Moeders.

03-05-2013 Madrason

Submitted: Thursday, May 02, 2013
Edited: Friday, May 03, 2013

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