Not only a special person,

wrapped in some

Latin time scenario,

not only a special mother

to sanctify the glorification

of all things

of the female gender, no,

but a maternal painted masterpiece

as kind and gentle

as the flutter of an angel's wings.


Not only did you guide me

through the waterfalls

of pure life and existence,

but you gave me the

gift of love,

the gift of life,

the hope of persistence,

the joy of living,

to value everything that is good.


Thank you dear mother

for this song that I sing.

Mary Mullett, Gibson Road, High Wycombe