Sylvia Fourness


A Mother - Poem by Sylvia Fourness

A mother is filled with love,
A mother is filled with compassion,
A mothers' light is shown within her passion,
Subtle and soft,
Sweet and kind,
Quick and hared,
Yet that mother is mine,
Fragile as a flower,
Hard as a rock,
She has no time,
There is no clock,
She ages in beauty,
And shines from within,
And in my arms a new life begans,
As she watches her shine slowly wither,
The light she's given me will forever shimmer.


Comments about A Mother by Sylvia Fourness

  • Rookie Kwazi Dube (5/19/2007 4:02:00 AM)

    Good poetry, it reminises on the goodness of them (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 18, 2010


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