It’s impossible to put into words
the meaning of my mother
Where would I even start?
Words are so small
so insignificant
too easily ignored to merit the task
To demonstrate the importance of her
To explain the essentiality of life
guided by the one who bore me,
raised me, formed me
into the shape
of a half-decent human being
Guiding me with an eternal love
fostered within the miracle of creation
Poetry for Dullards 