THE 2 MUSES
They held my hands when I was weak,
Calliope, the muse of Poetry and Eloquence; I shared my writings with;
Urania, with her diadem of stars and celestial globe; I always sat at her feet;
My sisters Aurore Urania and Calliope Hermione,
The names one hardly ever knew,
Took me under their wings of love,
And treated me as their own.
Aurore, the goddess of Dawn; The Mother to us all
Hermione, daughter of Zeus; The one I truly adore
These Angels on Earth,
Hard tasks to perform,
Draw strength from God,
Who takes care of us all.
by OkoB 26 June 2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Alvin Mingle. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.