Memories of a Mother
Written on November 4, 2011 – For My Children.
A Mother’s love survives the storm,
oceans that spilled over,
situations outside the norm,
tornados that still hover.
A Mother is the pulse in her child
coursing through their veins
like a deer in the wild
let loose of its reins.
A Mother’s love is timeless
does not need to be recalled,
eternal without reminders,
the capacity to survive it all.
A Mother’s love is the undercurrent,
of restrictions threatening to hinder it,
taking no beating, despite the torrents,
nothing diminishes it.
A Mother’s love is greater than hate,
survives child-rippers and baby snatchers,
forces of evil, on the Great Mother Debate,
Who dissect a Mother and her matters.
A Mother’s love is nature and nurture,
She is life’s soothing balm,
No human can be complete without her,
She is timeless, she is Mom.
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