A Mothers Love
I could never ever lose my way,
On a damp,dark and dreary day,
For my mothers always there with me
In spirit, not solid or physically,
She guides and mentors from above,
Still caring and giving out her love,
I see her in my minds eye,
Hear her voice in my head, sweet as a lullaby,
She rises high above the throng,
Showing me the way so I don't go wrong,
A mothers love never dies,
It stays with you forever, grows and thrives,
In your memory emblazoned for infinity,
Your mother to you always your divinity!
Submitted To : Bluebell Books Short Story Slam
bittersweet,
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I agree! Wonderful poem!
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This is so sweet and true... a mother's love never dies... and I believe she still guides you.
ReplyDeleteMy mother is always with me and someone who has saved my life from the other side more than once! Lovely work.
ReplyDeleteconvincing piece.
ReplyDeleteYour rhyme and rhythm in this particular piece is nearing perfection! What a wonderful and loving tribute. We get to taste the sadness, but your light makes it all okay. And thank you so much for YOUR support! Hope you know how much it means!!!!
ReplyDeleteWonderful piece! A mother's love never dies and is so without equal. I remember that my mom spent most of her days on her knees praying for her wayward children. She was an awesome example to me. Blessings on you and yours!
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