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Joseph Anderson (3-12-25)
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A Sonnet For Mother
When seen to near most fabled works of art
Becomes a blur, just smears of paint and so
It seems when someone lives to close they know
The petty feuds, where brain rules over heart.
Those little family envies and disputes
And other tiny ripples in the sea;
Of human joy and human misery,
What heated pride said then, heart now refutes.
The beauty of a painting is only caught
By standing far enough away to see
The melding of the colors, so it be
That distance lends enchantment, with that thought-
I now see clearly what you mean to me,
When we're apart, my thoughts are all on thee.
Only time and distance convinced me of a mother's
love, beauty and value.
Joseph Anderson
Submitted: Thursday, June 07, 2012
Poems by Joseph Anderson : 22 / 96
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Ah! Deep, deep. 'By standing far enough away to see...' Read mine - Many a Mother is Forgotten Today -
Adeline
PS I wonder if you will get this one; it seems to have gone over the heads of the others.
Thanks for your kind words.
Absence and distance make the heart grow fonder! You have brought in a beautiful analogy of viewing a painting from far and viewing the worth of our departed parents from beyond the boundaries of earth! ! Love for a mother is enhanced with time! A beautiful tribute!
Such a giant truth.
Very often we realise only tot he full extent how much our parents mean to us when we have them no longer around. Even though I a not too big a fan of paintings, I still like the very nice comparison. For a mother, the problem lies most of the time with us, whenever we do not appreciate her, while for the painting it may be inherent to the painting not to be appreciated from near. Whatever it is it reamins a very wonderful and excellent poem
Joseph, this is toooo precious for words. And so, I will withhold my feeble comments, except to say: priceless. 10+++++++
Lovely poem, it is so sentimental I love it.
A thoughtful beautiful poem, A mother`s love, beauty and value, so well written.
Great poem, a beautiful sentiment.