A Mother's Love - dedicated to Sharon and Melissa
I still have a love of gold,
Purer and brighter than the sun.
Friends and fascinations come and go,
But this love endures - a blessing for everyone.
There is nothing more sublime
Than a mother's sweet love and care.
Even in youthful prime, and for all time,
It shines eternal - a glittering gem, serene and rare.
I still feel her salty tears at times;
And tides of memories swarm my mind,
Even the lull of lullabies and nursery rhymes,
The day I had fever and those tear-drops left behind.
Her job was a distant way.
But she still drove home each day
Through highways and by-ways
Beating the tricky traffic lights as always.
Was it yesterday she came,
Across the miles at midday just the same,
That I feel assured by her hug and kiss?
And for all eternity, it's a mother`s love I miss.
With all my love, Mum.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem