Mother's Love

Mother

I am no poet

But wrote I this poem

That don’t rhyme

But I wouldn’t care it to rhyme

Less my real feelings

Be lost.

Mother, mummy, mum, ma

Or whatever names you go by

The inner love that you scoop and

Heap upon us

Endlessly, wanting nothing but the

Right to pour out the love that you do.

Mountains may move

Oceans may disappear

The earth may rot

Humans may starve but

Eternal love for me is there

Right with you, strongly ever!