Mother's Day

Long live, Mother

I yearn to visit the land of summers

Where the air is clement

And the sun, unceasing bright

Where there are blossoms of life

Intense and bright, warm and tight

Is that an Atlantis?

A flight of imagination?

Or, the fairylands?

Not until I bade adieu to your arms

Did fantasy turn a fore time reality?

Where the choicest blossom

Was your love, a luminous hue

 An elixir nurturing lives

And brought forth a floret

That blooms alike its creator.

A self-akin that tassels out

The love that came its way,

Kindles a flame alike, warm n bright

Who else, but I, a mother myself

Radiates the warmth once absorbed.

Creators and creations beat the drum,

Feast and fete devotedly this Mother's Day

When, to you, sweet Mother

I solemnly offer a bounty of love

Not seared by distance, nor blurred by time

As I seal my words with love

And splash the red of Carnations

All I avow at the end of the rainbow

Long live, dear Mom

I'll never let you go!