( / Philippines)

A Mother

How can a mother forget her child,
the child who is conceived nine months in the womb
the child that is cradled at daytime,
night time until dawn?
How can a mother forget her child?

How can a mother forget her child
the child who after the flow of months
has learned to stand and run?
How can a mother forget her child,
the child whose mouth imitates her mother`s tongue,
the child who after a year or two can say,
'Mama, I love you'?

How can a mother forget her child,
the child who is so dear in her own heart and mind,
the child that reveals the mystery of creation,
the beauty of growth and human interaction.
the infinity of our own universe
within its finite linear time?

by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen

Comments (8)

I always read and enjoy your poems, keep sharing and God bless you,
Excellent poem....your poem contains the pride of a mother.
Beautiful, read my poem mother and son
again a masterpiece liz.. pls go through my poem my mother and an unpublished poem
thanks for your nice response, Sallam.
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