My mother of sound mind and emotional virility
has a precious love for me, bypassing my stability.
She guides me fiercely on to the stability that I yearn
and I came to learn that she gave me what I now need not earn.
She gave me the stability of body, soul, heart and mind
and takes my love for her, treating it as a response in kind.
Though it may suffice as my love’s immeasurable in wealth,
My wish to constantly show her more weighs on my mental health.
I only wish for her joy to become even half of mine,
for she gives me a salvation the sun envies for its shine.
This need eats at me and my mind when I lay in bed at night,
my mother not feeling my love for her keeps me up in fright.
And when I rise and rush to ensure she knows my love the same
her comforting smile puts the sun and my salvation to shame.
Her love for me and mine for her is a calm and steady truth
she gifted as stability that carried me through my youth.


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