On Helping My Children and Husband Out the Door Every Morning
I, the Mother, Wife,
The aide-de-camp in their busy life,
Help them put their armor on,
Tell them to be strong,
As they leave to face the battles that await
The new day’s dawn.
Their struggles, trials and tests
Will divide them from the rest,
And lead them home (I explain)
Strengthened, molded, changed.
And I’ll be here to greet and praise,
Laud the victories of their day,
To consult, regroup, defend,
Commiserate or mend
My valiant heroes.
I’ll embrace and send them off to face
Another day again.
CARRIE DANAHER HOYT is a life-long lover and writer of poetry. It is her humble opinion that poetry is the highest form of human communication. Poems (she says) at once highlight what is unique and what is universal in humanity; the bond between writer and reader is intimate and sincere (kind of like Facebook, only better).
Carrie lives in Massachusetts where she is a wife and mother of three school-aged kids. To pay the bills (as her poems don’t yet do this) she works as an estate planning attorney. Beside family and poetry, she loves travel, volunteer work and concerts.
-TWITTERIZATION NATION: 8-10-2017