The strength of Motherhood

The strength of Motherhood

A Poem by Patricia Wedel

A Mother bird forages for food as she 

flies through meadows and lofty woods...  

along bubbling brooks where mushrooms grow 

in warm sunny spots on dampened moss... 

High in a Sycamore tree there is a nest where 

five wee beeks are open wide waiting for 

a delicious worm that was born to nourish  

fledglings and even to catch a sunfish on a 

string and a pole where time was spent at 

a water hole where little boy blue and a 

pink bonnet girl gathered their dreams in a 

wicker basket full of sunflower seeds for 

busy Mother birds with hungry fledglings... 

© 2020 Patricia Wedel


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This is a truly beautiful world and I sit here reading it again and again, taking in a mother's universal quest among bubbling brooks and sycamore trees. The pink and blue clad cherubs giving a helping hand to nature. Your words renew the reader's faith on the earth and it's myriad of creatures...

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Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

dearest AJ... you read my poem as a Renaissance man who has heard a choir of cherubs singing of new .. read more



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......................................what a lovely feeling trails in the wake of the reading .. wholesome and beautifully fully fledged :)

Posted 3 Years Ago


A lovely way to show the strength of motherhood; Birds are so delicate it is an excellent choice. You show the care and closeness of motherhood, making sure her young ones are fed and are cuddled in the same way we, as humans, take care of our newborns...and as they grow and can be on their own. You always pick the very best vivid words to show your readers.
Great! Best, Betty



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Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

Thank you Betty... your review warms my heart. My Mother raised Parakeets and my young years embrace.. read more
Betty Hermelee

3 Years Ago

We had a parakeet too when I was young, but the dining room window was left open and he flew out, br.. read more
motherhood warmth and power flow through Your gentle expressions, the closing was like a dream under the warming sun... You leave our hearts with so much joy, Thank You for the treat dear lovely Pat.

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Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

dearest Light Song.. I adore your review and wish you feathered holidays and birdsong.
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So wonderful, a mother is always a mother with open arms and a caring heart to embrace and nourish her children. Be it mother nature or mother bird. Your poem's beauty lies in the fact that a mother is relentlessly doing her job with so much affection... A brook, mosses or mushrooms or a sycamore tree all are the blessings of that mother earth....

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

dearest Dreamer... I love your charming review.
It seems that our feathered friends are ver.. read more
Nice how each little animal or bird has its place and hat's off to the mothers, they do a great job.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

dearest Andrew... even fathers do their share... thank you for leaving heart prints in my page
A wonderful poem shared dear Pat. I love the wonders of nature. I pay attention to the birds. When the birds are quiet and hiding. Bad weather is coming. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

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Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

dearest John... I love the colorful birds and often wonder where they take shelter with feathers tou.. read more
Coyote Poetry

3 Years Ago

Birds are more wise than we believe and you are welcome dear Pat.
Breakfast made from scratch and delivered, all without the aid of an app, and they even spend the day teaching, informing and entertaining even their human audience in poetic song. I’m just glad I’m not the worm in this scenario Pat 😀

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Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

Lorry dear... if you were in my poem, you would be a Whippoorwill singing a lovely song... and the b.. read more
I love how nature and its flow opens upvto us . Then we travel along with the busy little bird only to find children busy playing, play with purpose.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

Good morning Cherrie... 💕 love your expression... when we travel along with the busy bird.... hop.. read more
Cherrie Palmer

3 Years Ago

Yes last week everyday was 75 or better, but the last two nights have been in the 30's
there is so much hunger in the world, so many mothers doing everything possible to feed their young.
We use a worm to catch fish, we dangle this little morsel in front of them, then trap them.
I think our politicians fish for votes, among the poorer people, promising worms, and then just hooking them....under false pretenses.
Mothers protect...politicians neglect.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

dear Professor ... your last line got me with your sassy feathered Lure.. Is there a “Cure” for.. read more
Human parents do a whole bunch for their offspring, but nothing beats the way birds parent! I love watching the various nature documentaries showing how damn selfless bird parenting is. I have a DVD of snowy owls, with mom fending off polar bears from her ground-level nest & dad flying miles to find fresh rodents by the hundreds every day! If this is what it takes to parent, then I'm not cut out for it! No wonder I never wanted to become a parent. Your title sums it up perfectly (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

dearest Margie... I have often observed that not everyone needs to be a Parent... more birth control.. read more

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