The shepherd stood counting his flock, when he found one had not come home. So he left the ninety and nine to search for the one left alone.
Like shepherds a mother will cry for the one child who wanders lost; she will pray every night on her knees, she will search no matter the cost.
Her tears will not end ‘till her child is safely back home in her arms; she carried that child ‘neath her heart, she’ll not rest if the child faces harm.
And should that child not return should she die not knowing his place, she will wait there on heaven’s shore ‘till at last she can touch her child’s face.
So sweet, so sad, so heartbreaking. I am not a mother, and probably won't be for some time, but you really tapped into my inherent motherly instincts and emotions just then! This was an amazing piece.
Oh Forrest how beautifully heart breaking. Regardless their chosen paths or actions we as mothers love them endlessly and uncondtionally, but for me the time has come to just back away and stop trying to win their love it is a battle I will never win...
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