Mothers Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Mothers

Rating: 5.0


A mother is not
what could pass for creation.
It supersedes it.

There can be no bond
as strong and everlasting
even imagined.

All things will prosper
through praise and retroaction.
No rules for mothers.

What drives our mothers?
The absolute, inherent,
relative at that.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Touching... and clever last line indeed. t x

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Marvin Brato 10 May 2008

I agreed.... all mothers are eternal! A 10.

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rajagopal haran 10 May 2008

wonderful tribute to mothers...well written

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