How you comprehended my myriad a murmur My mind can barely understand even with a hammer Hard hit on my head I a diaper-wetting toddler nestled in the warm bed Of your comforting arms You, in constant vigil feeding me honey-sweet plums Singing me lullabies in your soft mellow voice Your seemingly palpable heart always in a state of rejoice Kindness well-articulated on your visage Your demeanor that of a revered sage. Your unmatched audacity to defy odds Neutralizing all prods Initiated by inconveniencing circumstance A goddess of stern indefatigability, your experience in life expanse.
"Mama", the first word I most definitely learned to speak this a poem for my mama. And all the beautiful souls out there with whom if life wasn't benevolent enough to gift them to us I wonder how bearably unbearable life would be.