A Mother's Toast Poem by Sara Militello

A Mother's Toast

Such a subtlety valiant mien
she wears
whether bold or tame;
So merry and mirthful her air
as she gads about without a care!
A toast to her and the Gods
that saw fit to assign
that hallowed celestial shrine
to finesse and all else of youth
for the innocent purity it imparts
to each and every naive heart
holding its gentle, supple truth;
though she'd resist or refuse
or attempt to shade the purple hues
that a tribute to her refinement sings,
the joy that knowing her brings.

July 30,1993