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The Champion

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The Champion

Yes mom, I see you
Doing it all for everyone
You make it happen
Fixing it best
You turn tragedy to triumph
Never wavering or giving up
I’m breaking the seal on this bottle
Taking a glass and toasting to you
You are a champion
You make it happen
Take a rest, I’m with you.


Who is the real champion?
Is it son number one who
Gives it all up to fulfil his mama’s dreams
Who takes the burdens of the family
Making his mother’s load easy.
Who is the real champion?
Is it son number two
Setting aside his life for a bigger cause
Helping his mama to get through
The challenges of living
Giving time for her to be renewed.


Champions are right here with us
Don’t struggle outside to see
In your home, they are there
In your family.
Who is the champion that lifts you up
And carries your burdens sometimes
Who is really a champion
That is always at your side.
Its easy to look outside
At the person you cannot see
The champion exists
Most times not in your dreams


20/02/2021

Eugi's Causerie weekly prompt is the inspiration for this poem.

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  1. True, champions are right there with us! Beautifully written piece, Donna-Luisa!

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    1. Eugenia, I greatly appreciate your encouragement and comment. You are an inspiration to me and this blog. I've learnt a lot from you Champ - cause you are one of my champions!

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  2. Tbreit, this word actually motivates and inspires me to keep going. Relationships are important, and champs are always there! Appreciate you reading and sharing your thoughts!

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  3. Thank you Deborah 🌺😃 glad you liked it!

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