Freedom or Motherhood?

I sat by a river bank,
Lost in my thoughts.
I watched the river merge with the wind.
As river roared,
It splashed droplets of water on my face.
Cooling my skin,
I imagined something more.

What would be like to be part of the river?
I then yearned for freedom.
How do I escape my reality?
I need freedom, like I breathe air.
Testing the temperature of the river,
My feet shivered.
Braced myself for the cold, I stepped in.

Half way deep,
I heard the giggles of my children.
It echoed deep.
I looked back,
Saw them running to me.
With big smiles and excitement
Why should I leave those charming faces behind?

Why should I let them mourn me?
Why should I let them feel grief?
Looking back at the river,
I saw death beckoned to me.
It showed me freedom beyond.
It showed me happiness beyond.
It showed me peace beyond.

Confusion washed over,
As I looked back at my bundles of joy.
Memories of my children's first cry echoed,
Deep in my head.
A core memory of who I had become.
Tapping into the memories,
The rest of the memories flooded into my mind.

Giving me the reason to step back
Giving me the reason to live
Giving me the reason to be strong
Giving me the reason not to give up
My legs became strengthened,
I walk back to the river's bank,
Running to catch my babies

Running to make them feel loved more.
I vowed there to live for them.
I vowed there to love them more.
I vowed there to be their hero,
Love them despite their flaws.
They are mine to protect,
Till my body gives up.