Ode to Mother
How on Earth,
could I possibly write
an ode to the one,
for which the ode
was invented?
An ode to her ways
and her traits and her
beauty. All of which
God implemented.
I could try, I admit
but each word I submit
should be doubled at least
500 fold, and more.
What to say?
My mind’s a display
of a clustered array,
full of words, galore.
But whose futile definitions
equal mere underestimations.
So I the unsuitable
glorify the reputable,
the beautiful and loving
of infinite worth.
Ode to no other
than my angel mother
who I have the blessing
of having on Earth.
I love you, Mother.
Love, Jen. :)
May 29, 2001
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