My mother voice kisses and scolds, scolds and kisses
I raise it loud in praise and warning and encouragement
They teeter on a tightrope cliff edge
Dreaming dreams bigger than I had dreamed for them
Proud of their fierce bravery
Worried I'll need a needle and thread to help them mend
Worried I won't be able to help
They reach for a passing cloud
My heart is in my throat
Kisses and scolds, scolds and kisses: it is all my love
TangledLou challenged fellow bloggers to the "Ten Minute Spill", a writing exercise by Rita Dove. Write ten lines in ten minutes, include a proverb, quote or saying you have changed in some way, and five of these words: cliff, needle, voice, whir, blackberry, cloud, mother, lick. I read Papa is a Preacher's post and was so inspired, I had to try it. Challenge accepted.
Hardest part? Picking a quote! I have to thank Pearl S. Buck for her quote of Mothers who kiss and scold together.