(“My Mother”)

As I child I took note of the grace & beauty that encompassed it,

It lulled me to sleep when nightmares road through my mind,

I ran to it for help to scare away monsters that lurked & spiders that bit,

It was simple, sweet & singing with a slender face & voice of angelic kind.

As a pre came into my age before antiquity might set in, still there it stayed,

By my side forever & always even in absence I knew it was there,

Morals & sin, all forgiven within, no matter what, “Love”, love it said,

And it set me once again to childish dreams as it left & I hugged my bear.

Now I have removed myself from it, but it still remains, just as familiar

Now as in my childhood, still comforting, being with me at late hour,

I don’t frequently see it but I know it is there, my own stable pillar,

It kisses the roses with life loving as it gave me in times good & sour.

MOM

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