Mother, full of tenderness
Mother, most beautiful word that fills my heart
little mommy, how sweet and incomparable are you
Without you, Mamele, sadness would cloud my days
Mother, sweet darling
Hold me in your arms forever
Hold me close enough to feel your heart beat against mine
Rock with me, sing to me
And when the stars shatter above our heads, rekindling the magic
Of times when our two souls knew of no distance,
When the straws are all dull and in their eyes a world’s coming apart
Mamele, incandescent lover, lover of me
I shall make a graceful exit ever knowing I saved my very last dance for you.
For mama, whom I adore.
photo coutersy of: http://mewaytoblay.deviantart.com/art/Dancing-With-Shadows-10519172
Copyright © 2009 Bernice Angoh
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So evident is your love and adoration for your mom in this poem.
It's graceful and wonderful.
Love you,
Auntie Cathy
Love & Peace be with you Both
William
I had to think of Haiti when I read your title. The mother of the orphanage director lives at the orphanage and they have always called her "Mamaleeown" (written phonetically). Now I wonder if it is a form of the Yiddish Mamele??
Cryssa
Happy Birthday, Mamele!
Tender, loving tribute, richly deserved, I'm sure.
John
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
hugs
fee
and a happy birthday to Mamele! -gene.
Régis
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
Newfie Hugs, Rose