Mother Poem by Gamaliel Scipio

Presently, she may be

Wrinkled and old

showing feebleness

but every line is that

of her life stories

Eager to be told.

The effects of age

and time

Her sight is fine

However

Her hearing has

changed

Maybe little slow

Not same

Not the way we used

to know

As being the same

like yours and mine

Nevertheless,

She, is the one who

brought us together

Gave us a chance

Showed us the light

Stayed by our sides

Every day and every

Hour.

She is called

By no other name than

Mother.



So what if this poem

Is about, your mother

or mine

To this day, we remain

grateful

For life’s original

Mother

Created in god’s time

Always a great sight

To behold

One for whom mankind

Should be forever grateful

Whether she is twenty

Or one million years old

so what if she cannot

Hear too well.

What if she doesn't have

Twenty, twenty vision

What if she no longer

Can talk

Her steps are slower

Even if she no longer

Can walk

This is the time when

That which we should

all try and find

Is the love, the caring

And compassion

Whether man or woman

This is the time when

Everyone would know

As we stand proud and

show the love we possess

Instead of worrying

How someone can tell.

From the way we treat

our mother now

Is the way others would

Eventually treat us

When they meet us

In a position of need

Everyone always need

Someone

The spirit gives out

is the same spirit

We are inviting

Into our lives as we

grow

Our wish may just

Come true

One will never know

Be careful

That it comes true

For you, and i

So honor thy mother

And father

that your days may

be long

In the land that god

Promised.

Therefore,

if you for any reason

Is answering your

Mother

Quite rude and angry

Instead of with

love and patience

Because she had gotten

Old and is hard of

Hearing

Maybe little slow

Knowing, that it is

not her fault,

even so,

What if it was her fault

It only a signal

That it is the time for

Great sons and daughters

To show that reason

There is someone

they call, mother

We all need to think

About our own kids

who may just be

watching,

these lessons we are

now teaching

from whom else do we

Expect them to learn?

How then, would they be

Also be expected to

Practice

That which they never

Learned

Having sense about that

of which they know

nothing?



It will be the case of what

Goes around

Will then come around

again.

Do onto mothers that which

You will have your

Children

and all others do to you.

We must all remember

That she is our Mother