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written by: Maria Dulce Leitão Reis


If I were a she wolf
And had found
A helpless baby
I would breastfeed him
It is written naturally
In my heart

My family
It has always been my priority.
I always forget about me
My needs
Become secondary.
Yet I don't care
Because I think I can handle
my pains.
What matters to me
Is being able to relieve pain
And supply the needs
Of the ones I love.

Never anyone
Hears me moaning
Or curse my luck
Regret a decision
Because I understand that life
Is a blessing
Being a caregiver
Is a grace and a gift
That God has reserved
Fully in my heart
It's so comforting
Feel that those in my care
Breathe my affection
Become addicted to my fondness
Forgetting for a moment
their sorrow, their pain ...

My heart
Will always be a nest
Warm and cute
Where there will always be love!

Maria Dulce Leitao Reis

Maria Dulce Leitao Reis

I was born in Portugal, in the centre of the country. I have two children. I’m retired. I worked in accountancy and I was Businesswoman of Restoration and Fashion. I am living in England since 2006. I am a co-author of 56 Anthologies of Poetry, Prose and Children's Stories and 7 solo books in Portuguese, translated to English. The dream of publishing solo became true. Reading, writing, sudoku, photography, gardening are some of the things I love most. I'm a lover of nature. I fight injustice, inequality, discrimination and violence in every way. I believe in love and peace, vehicles to make the world more balanced, more attractive, where everyone will live joyous and happy. Poetry is an amazing and wonderful force! And it is in this force that I seek the breath to move on and it gives me joy and serenity to live life with sweetness! Poetry is the soul and prolongs me in the dream and draws me closer to God! Poetry is the air I breathe! It is the sap that circulates in my veins and brings fire and passion to every corner of my being! Poetry is love! Poetry is life! Poetry is my bread and my stick!
Maria Dulce Leitao Reis

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