Ode To Mothers! Poem by Michael Gale

Blue birds and Blue Jays just flappin'in
the wind,
They are one of nature's most beautiful
whims! For hath the music in all our hearts,
Going thru life with minimal smarts!
God's overseeing everything about us,
While man is busy, creating a fuss!
Shaded trees are down by the river,
As a crying child's finger is in pain from
a sliver.
As he fusses and cringes at all
his discomfort and disdain, All that is in
his mind, is all the frustrational pain!
For without his mother's tenderly care, Easing
the pain with love that is beyond total,
and incomprehensible, devotional compare!
Alas! Dear mothers, are lovingly there!


2006 Michael Jeffrey Gale