I can’t say it in enough words
To convey what I mean; in poetry or prose
Mothers are the only rendition of utopian love
There will never be anything as close
She is not smart
She is not tough
But I know that she cares much
And that has always been enough
She has never said, ever to me
That she loves me and I know she won’t
Her every act, her every word, her every question
In anger or irritation, in jest or in care
I know that she loves
I know she is there
It’s not a matter of today
These days, are mere symbols
To acknowledge what happens day on day
That’s perhaps what mother’s love teaches us
To give, to care, to be
Without the pretentious veil
That love is not quite what is said
But how it makes you feel
It’s on you to ensure that she knows too
Love is in the knowing of the one you love…
That you love
Not your way
But their way
To you, my friend
Reading this poem…
Happy mothers’ day!
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