Mother Poem by Terri Ann Stone
Mother
Heated like a fire
in a pit.
Eyes so blue
that they are true.
Tears overfill buckets
of many years gone past.
One minute talking
as best friends.
Next minute
furrowing looks to kill.
What would I do,
oh, mother so much like me,
If you were to leave
this earth today?
But, feel the sorrow
Of a thousand sorrows.
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5/8/2024 9:03:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Great poem. Readers of this poem will soon be smiling as images of their own mother pop into their head. Makes readers cherish their mothers, thankful of her. Or makes them cherish memories when she was as you wrote. Made me think of my own mom. Good job. *~Layla Stone~*