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!
