Day Fifteen's challenge is write a poem that reflects on the nature of being in the middle of something. The poem could be about being on a journey and stopping for a break, or the gap between something half-done and all-done. Half a loaf is supposedly better than none, but what’s the difference between half of a very large loaf and all of a very small one? Let your mind wander into the middle distance, betwixt the beginning of things and the end. Hopefully, you will find some poetry there!
Whatever you do
mother would admonish me
that I still hear her voice
never ceases to astonish me
do with all your might
she tried with motherly might
at home, at church, at school
to distinguish wrong from right.
a job done by halves
whether homework assignment
or setting table for dinner
or enduring a long confinement.
is never done right.
according to my brother
.......
....... Oh mother
if you could only see me now!
Whatever you do
mother would admonish me
that I still hear her voice
never ceases to astonish me
do with all your might
she tried with motherly might
at home, at church, at school
to distinguish wrong from right.
a job done by halves
whether homework assignment
or setting table for dinner
or enduring a long confinement.
is never done right.
according to my brother
.......
....... Oh mother
if you could only see me now!
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