poem for mother

Evening Tea with Mom

Like a heavily carved inscription

She wears on the life of whom she touches

She carries the substance of her ancestry

Her words are Epistles borne with pride

She will be always be there for her children

No matter the distance or struggle

She loves as she transcends race and bloodline

She gives from her heart

An inimitable style

Indomitable as she encourages  self-reliance

Her potions and portions sated many appetites

As her words like wine gets finer with time

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Poem written by Brenda L. McCartney

A Hand of a Mother

Photographed by M.V Adler

As our thoughts are with the women in our lives and we get ready to observe and honor mothers, motherhood and maternal bonds this coming Sunday let us celebrate those we love as we shall grow to bear a resemblance to them

The day compose of many moments unseen

The spark from her sting as the beauty of spring

Manors of consoling embraces

The stains and wrinkles of time remove

Her hug begrimed with nurture

Mesmerize with laughter

Millions of faucet smiles and tears pour

Scent of protection lounge

Sunlight of wisdom mentor

As moments fat with love gibbers

Rainbows fail in comparison to her beauty

Chill with endless sacrifice

Her pulse and thoughts beats fiercely

Her hands, bosoms feeds, hold even entice

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Poem Written by Brenda L. McCartney