Sonnet 53 'Me Mother Tucked Me In, When I Was Small'

Me Mother tucked me in, when I was small, And made the nighttime monsters run away, And kissed my cheek, still, when I’d grown up tall, And broke me down when I had gone astray. She gave her love through music, art and books And loved Truth, only, more than us, I think! She taught us to be humble, by her looks Of disapproval, when we left a chink Of falsehood in the walls of Truth we built. My memory counts but three lies that I told, And these, I still stain with a smear of guilt. But she forgave me, once she had grown old. I made my way, because my mother had, Because I went forth in Truth’s Armor clad. 9/16/2019