Warrior Mama's Poem

Written for all my warrior mamas. You are not alone.

I’m falling, I’m plummeting, I crash, this hurts

The grit, the grim, the pain, the dirt

Overwhelmed and weak, I can’t see the light

I’m alone and afraid, it’s grip is so tight

Just wait, what’s that? Warmth like a hug

My feet feel beneath me and my heart a hopeful tug

I push, I scream and find strength unknown to me

I’m rising, I can breathe and I can finally see

The anguish and solitude was never meant to be

I was not buried but planted among other trees

My warriors, my friends, cancer mamas stand tall

You are fierce, you are bold, I won’t let you fall

The pain that we've shared may someday bear fruit

But only because of the past, the unseen, called our ROOTS

Roots By Shannon Scheller