Hermione Poem by Alvin Mingle

Hermione



Her beauty knows no bounds
The timbre of her name resounds
Her eyes blaze like fire
Never to retire
She marches on in life
With her smile always alight
Her hands of love she stretches forth
Embracing all who knock on her door
The pain she bares we never can tell
As the passage of life meanders and turns
She stands as tall as the Baobab tree
Which withers not and many seasons see
Hermione, my Mother, the Diamond so dear
Your luster will continue to shine and glisten like Pearls

(13 April 2013, Accra)

Thursday, May 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: mother
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is dedicated to my Mother who has supported me through adversity, trials and has always stood by me. She has been a rock in my life and this is to show my appreciation for the unwavering love of a stoic mother.
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