for Mom


Your mind changes more often than the tides

and your mood swings are not too far behind

the untimely cycle to which your life abides,

but still your zest-like zeal stays sunshined


You buzz around like a bumble-bee

and wear those bug-eyed sunshades

that ironically suit your buggy personality

which, like your joy, never fades


You’re here to train the Almighty’s army

for blazing battle of breaking chains

still you find time to love me

and help me through my pains


You are a living lamp of His fire,

warming the cold with burning desire.




Jonathan Malan

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