Everlasting (Mother's Day Original)

Poetry By: Erick Flores
Original Photography by: Mikael Svensson
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Morning brings a light joy,

Amongst the warmest hearts,

The mother wide awake,

Tending her sick child,

She holds him to her bosom,

A clear sign of affection; love.

A tear runs down,

An unforeseen drizzle,

She gets on her knees,

And begins a long prayer.

The son, dazed, but curious,

Overlooks his loving mother.

Oh, how many times we see

The battle of life,

And the mother, like a warrior,

Ready for battle.

A mother's love is ubiquitous,

Unconditional,

Wise,

Everlasting.

Such as God's love.

Could it be that our Creator,

With His almighty hands,

Transmitted such potential

To all women of virtue?

She holds great power,

And she dare not waste it.

Mother, you are brave,

Victorious,

Triumphant,

God could not have created

Love as much as yours,

He created you

With so many purposes

That one cannot easily convey,

I just have to say that through you,

I have met love, patience, knowledge,

and more than anything

The path that is Jesus Christ.

And through Him, I will bow at our Creator.

The first thing I will thank Him for

Is for placing you in my life.

I don't know what tomorrow brings,

But I know that you stand ground,

And will guide me, as you have all these years.

Three words cannot illustrate all I feel,

But it is a start, I love you.


-Erick Flores