Motherbridge of Love

Once there were two women

who never knew each other.

One you do not know.

The other you call Mother.

Two different lives shaped to make you one.

One became your guiding start;

the other became your sun.

The first one gave you life;

the second taught you to live it.

The first gave you a need for love;

the second was there to give it.

One gave you a body, the other taught you games.

One gave you a talent.  The other taught you aims.

One gave you emotions;

the other calmed your fears.

One saw your first sweet smile;

the other dried your tears.

One found a home for you

that she could not provide.

The other prayed for a child;

her hope was not denied.

And now you ask, of course you do,

the question others ask me too:

This place or your birth place-

which are you a daughter of?

Both of them, my darling-

and two different kinds of love.