Looking Back At My Mother Poem by Thomas Golding
Looking Back At My Mother
i Mother, Mother shining bright
how did you stand the terrors of the night
pressed down to fit a symmetry.
ii She won a beauty contest
about 1927
how perceptive of the judges.
iii She was not a rock
love is stronger than stone
iv The world shrinks around
to make vexations insignificant
v I was vexatious enough
to try a saint
how fortunate for me
she wasn't one.
vi How fortunate for her
she had the love of my father.
vii The previous statement
could be open to debate.
viii Not only Solomon
sang in the wilderness
she loved him, she loved him.
ix Some of her songs
must have adhered
to that glistening hide.
x Her eyes missed nothing
her loyalty her fortress.
xi Streams of doubt
passed her by.
xii She preferred to believe
the unbelievable than doubt.
xiii I'm thankful she believed in me.
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Looking Back At My Mother User Rating: 10.0 /10 (1 votes) - vote - 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 E-mail this poem to e friend Send this poem as eCard Add this poem to MyPoemList Print friendly version i Mother, Mother shining bright how did you stand the terrors of the night pressed down to fit a symmetry. ii She won a beauty contest about 1927 how perceptive of the judges. iii She was not a rock love is stronger than stone iv The world shrinks around to make vexations insignificant v I was vexatious enough to try a saint how fortunate for me she wasn't one. vi How fortunate for her she had the love of my father. vii The previous statement could be open to debate. viii Not only Solomon sang in the wilderness she loved him, she loved him. ix Some of her songs must have adhered to that glistening hide..... everything in mother's eyes... so beautiful and eye catching imagination. i love it....10 read mine o, mother onsimilar lines and comment to pay homage