女兒的詩 (8) Mother

 Mother

Mother, Mother, oh Mother,
How can I find the words for thee?
She who carried me in her womb,
Giver of life … and still giving.
She who helps me in my time of need,
My only condolence when the world turns its back.

Mother who knows when to help and when to leave be,
Never overbearing or abandoning.
I am bettered by her half and her influence.
Some say that humans cannot reach perfection,
I say that Mother is the closest there is,
Yet even so she is made Earthly and human by her
compassion.

Caring, loving, sympathetic, understanding …
Yet, can these mere words describe her greatness?
Words do not hold the power to describe her,
The most I can do is “I love you Mother”.

[寫寫歲月]

nice poem!