Tough Love
Kenneth skated on a deep winter's pond
With a boy named Bobby Fraley.
And in his excitement to tell Mother,
Words slid from his tongue how the ice
Popped and cracked while they played.
Mother's heart quickened and hardened
As she downed his little britches
To halfway thrash him to death,
Before holding him to her bosom
For what seemed like the rest of winter.
©2016 By David Lee Thompson
The way you portray the story is perfect...and the last two lines really clinch it!
Perfect.....
A Mother's love knows no bounds. I doubt your brother went back to that pond again.:)
Blessings,
Linda
Connie
hug
Kathy
Ron