For My Mother
When ever I think of writing
Anything about my mother
I find the task overwhelming.
Some emotions are beyond expression.
How distant the memory of her feels.
Yet as fresh as rose petals
Washed in spring rain.
Her footsteps are soft
As she enters my heart,
Leaves a faint soft touch
And disappears
As unceremoniously
As it first appeared.
Alone I am left to recall her again
Or let it recede in sea of thoughts.
It is the color of her love
That never fades
It is the miracle of love
That I pass on to my children.
A beautiful poem, Savita ji. Happy Mother's day! A Mother is a mother always. She can never be replaced by anyone. However old we may become, but memories of mother is a like a fresh rose. It is the color of her love That never fades It is the miracle of love That I pass on to my children. I loved your poem. A full 10
Feelings of a daughter for her loving mother emotionally expressed. So much so, the aura still exists. Thanks for sharing the poem, Savita ji. Happy Mother's Day. I quote: Some emotions are beyond expression. It is the color of her love / That never fades It is the miracle of love / That I pass on to my children
Mesmerizing, such a tribute. No small task, to capture the essence of the meaning that ripples through our lives. So personal and yet universal and yet so unique to each one of us. The color of her love that never fades is proven true by the fathomless depth of your words. Whenever I find myself lending a helping hand to those most forgotten I know my mother is guiding me and her spirit lives in me. The faint soft touch is a beautiful thing.10
Thank you so much for your wonderful comment. I too feel it is our mother's spirit that guides us in ways of love and care and in so many other ways too that we are not even able to recognize.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful tribute to a mother from a loving daughter. It is from mothers we first sensed love and learned the lessons of love....! Nothing else other than this bond between a mother and child is equally and strongly manifest in humans and beasts alike. A mother's love is ever fresh and fragrant. Enjoyed this beautiful dedication on the Mother's Day!
Thank you Valsa for your lovely comment. A mother's love is indeed the most wonderful gift to humans and beasts alike.