A Visitor Poem by Marvin Brato Sr

One day my mother came
longing to see this old dame
i'm anxious to meet her on the way
vie her love I want to emend the dismay
i had caused her when I got married early
and did not take heed on her advices wholly
my conscience is making me feels embitter
on being the eldest I should have obeyed her
real concern she is showing till today I still get
as being the eldest I am my mother's only pet
great things she taught me to act real human
and show me how to live a life as civilized man
before me now sits my mom as we dine together
raising her eyes often looking at me seems forever
as though time flashes back the day I was a kid
to mom I am the apple of her eyes she can't bid
on her checks I saw teardrops falling when I said' I love you mom! '