Miss
Universe
Miss
universe is not the pageant queen
But mother waiting lovingly at home
She is first runner up as soon as it crows
And households, chores and tasks without a hiss
Her poise, a graceful sight in chaos, and panic
Her steps, a courteous one in crowd and court
Her devotion, a blend of love, faith and truth
Her words, a balm for squalls and storms
Her hands soothes the crib,
Her heart teases the rib,
Her humanity settles the world
A con artist for unity,
A convict of hope,
An emblem of family
A dauntless mind
A rare gem
An Amazon
Her golden years and silver mane
Of astuteness, awareness and view
Her golden crown ..
But mother waiting lovingly at home
She is first runner up as soon as it crows
And households, chores and tasks without a hiss
Her poise, a graceful sight in chaos, and panic
Her steps, a courteous one in crowd and court
Her devotion, a blend of love, faith and truth
Her words, a balm for squalls and storms
Her hands soothes the crib,
Her heart teases the rib,
Her humanity settles the world
A con artist for unity,
A convict of hope,
An emblem of family
A dauntless mind
A rare gem
An Amazon
Her golden years and silver mane
Of astuteness, awareness and view
Her golden crown ..
Vivian
Belford is a freelance writer by day and an aspiring actor by night, she
started writing professionally in 2013. Some of her work has been featured in
Indian periodicals, Tuck magazine and
Creativity webzine. She is currently
starring in her own movie "living and dying with a smile." She writes
from Abuja, Nigeria.
Vivian, what a marvelous and well put together description of mother; so true! Thank you for sharing your talent.
ReplyDeleteCharlene
Thank you Charlene, God bless our mothers.
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