Tuesday, 28 March 2017

Mother's Day Blessing

A happy Mother's Day to my mum,
I am a loving and nourished son,
As she feeds me with her wisdom
Of pleasing and good times to come.

I savour her flavour, a good taste
To regurgitate, as in her words
Of caring and sharing, not to waste
The space of positivity in her cause.

She is just and righteous, a lady
With a morality of standing,
And like the Greek God, Hades
She is powerful with her demanding.

She cared for her five children alone
Now grown up and flown and prone
To lend a helping hand, which is grand
To her enlightening hope in our land.

Her hope is a scope to care for with thought
As she wants the best for her offspring
And she loves with a loving ought
Of feeding the poor, attributes to sing.

She is very charitable with her expenses
And is inclined to share with a care
As she holds aloft being pensive
When it concerns a passionate flare.

Flare to eat you up inside, as she has pride
In conversing her charitable inclinations,
A supplementing modesty that she does abide
With her thoughts of poorer inspirations.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 28/03/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.