Mother,Oh Wonderful Mother!

I lived my youth without many friends, yearning for a departed father so selfless, renouncing his children for another woman over-sea, while my mom resigned to her fate; lamenting and denouncing his terrible mistake: and she worked hard and prepared delicious meals, even her outlook on life was fantastic, but something was missing from that lovely face... Mother, oh wonderful mother, I sympathized with your pain and wish it would have disappeared, so you would have enjoyed, once again, life in its splendor; mother, oh wonderful mother, even love dies when one is deceived by a false affection, and father broke his promise and faced retribution... Mom loved dad from the day she married him, and remained faithful 'till she died whispering his name; I stood by her bed-side and couldn't console her sadness, or fill that space with my insignificant presence: by that remote glance, I could see her retracing, with joyous eyes, her happy past with daddy delighting her with his funny words while strolling down the quietest road scented by daisies, as blue-jays flew over their delirious heads... Mother,oh wonderful mother, you gave me the enduring will to withstand any storm: to survive and cope in this hell, while living honestly and godly among thieves and sinners; to despise prejudice with its ugly ways and be cautious not to give in their demands when luck could have ran out on me! I live with little, and though I desire finer things, nothing stains my clean hand and be judged by man, because life complements me with the trust of any friend... Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci