
SONNET XI: A Lifetime I Owe to Thee
(A Tribute to my Mother on her birthday)
Nine months you carried me-that long-
My heart, soul, and mind, and all of me.
Though difficult it was you were strong;
I then owe it all, all my life to thee.
At times when we have bitter confrontations;
I often look but do not see what should be done.
When upon my wrongs you give corrections,
I say my wrong deeds are but none.
Once distress strived to engulf us
And Death came to besiege our hope,
Then did I look and came to see,thus,
Thy love led us up life’s dreary slope.
Today I survived and live up to my crucial role
For you, Mama, hold the key to my very soul.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MA!
I LOVE YOU…
>>MARVIE<<
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