“My mother’s wonderful. To me she’s perfection.”
Michael Jackson
Eons of time I’ve been gestating
To take a form been hesitating
From the unmanifest this cosmic conception
On this earth a fantastic reception
And then one fateful August morn
From you being I was born
With tender love you nurtured a seed
To your own distress you paid no heed
Unmindful of any risk and danger
You decided upon this lonely stranger
Rainbows, clouds, the deep blue sky
Glittering birds that fly on high
Out of fragments you’ve made my whole
From the elements you fashioned my soul
Mother dear, you gave me life
Because of you no struggle or strife
You gave me joy and position
Cared for me without condition
And if I ever change this world
It’s from the emotions you’ve unfurl’d
Your compassion is so sweet and dear
Your finest feelings I can hear
I can sense your faintest notion
The wondrous magic of your love potion
And now that I have come so far
Met with every king and czar
Encountered every color and creed
Of every passion, every greed
I go back to that starry night
With not a fear for muscle or might
You taught me how to stand and fight
For every single wrong and right
Everyday without a hold
I will treasure what you’ve mold
I will remember every kiss
Your sweet words I’ll never miss
No matter where I go from here
You’re in my heart, my mother dear.
With love,
Jude
Thank you, Zita