For My Mother

For My Mother Finely tuned in that umbilical cord, A had a form-decoy; Cried out to tell the story untold Of life, a little ‘bundle of joy’. In all her warm shields Cloistered me when I’m bare, Every drop of tear I shed Sucked by her care. When I closed my eyes, She kept open, Lost in her prayers for us, Whereas her comforts were stolen. Tied in that umbilical cord The moan still hums She had done all she could afford To make all fare terms. Mother of mine My love benign, Your love has so strong a let I am beaten by it, am, tiny, tiny yet.