It was Mother’s Day
I flew with a mom and her naughty boy
Over biscuity golden clouds
In American skies
From Houston to New York
My mother had her prime in an age
The Wright brothers flew dragon-flies
Sparrows with broken wings
Uncertain of their landings
The mother tended her child
Attending to his every need
Patient, composed, saintly, divine,
Never forgetting to place
Silent kisses on his rosy cheeks
I sat beside her and wept
The noisy child of yore
His hair and thoughts ruffled
Starry eyes distraught
Now caged in a distant past
Like that ubiquitous portrait
Of the crying boy
That adorns our modern walls
Oh mother, thou shalst live ever long!
Wonderful flow of words. A lovely tribute to mother, with fantastic lines... That adorns our modern walls Oh mother, thou shalst live ever long! Mothers love is passed on from generation to generation. It never dies. Loved reading it. A Cute picture of boy matches with your lovely poem.
A beautiful tribute to an affectionate Mother. The love and care a Mother bestows upon her child has been warmly brought out in this poem.
Mother belonged to another generation. Her love keeps flowing for many generations. Beautiful poem for Mother's Day. Happy Mother's Day.
Today is Mother's Day! A thoughtful remebrance of a mother's seamless concern and love! My mother had her prime in an age The Wright brothers flew dragon-flies I specially like those lines, telling your mother's age! The last stanza with the picture is a delicious icing on the cake!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
mother can build his child with care and bring all goodness.