Mother's Day Poems
Copyright byNicholas Gordon
This Mother's Day Without You Strains Belief
Music: A Minor Violin Concerto, First Movement.J.S. Bach.
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Your death is like a wound without relief,Pain on pain as far as I can see,And so this day without you strains belief.
What's the point of living when a thiefCan break into your heart so easily?But there is beauty in my lonely grief.
You fell away from me, a withered leafTwisting down to darkness, leaving meThis day without you, chilling my belief.
And yet there's beauty in this burning briefBright burst of light that ends in agony,Beauty in the cause of lonely grief,
The love I have for you, a jewel-like reefIn silent prayer beneath my empty sea.This Mother's Day without you strains belief,But there is beauty in my lonely grief.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon