You Feel the Fortune of Your Years

You feel the fortune of your years,
I hope. For all your children's love
This day must bring you happy tears
And thoughts that joyful music prove.
I hope, for all your children's love,
There is an island, be it small,
And thoughts that joyful music prove
Beyond what years you may recall.
There is an island, be it small,
Amid the passions of the sea,
Beyond what years you may recall,
Where you in silent grace can be.
Amid the passions of the sea,
This day must bring you happy tears.
Where you in silent grace can be,
You feel the fortune of your years.
You Taught Me How to Love You
You taught me how to love you by
The way that you loved me;
And by your unseen sustenance,
To see what you could see.
You gave to me through who you were
The gift of what I am.
Your pride in me is now my pride;
Your faith, my caravan.
Your life does not conclude with death,
Nor will it end with mine,
For all the lives I touch, you touch,
And so on through all time.
You've Been Everything to Me
You've been everything to me: a father,
Teacher, playmate, model, conscience, friend.
Sometimes I'm not certain why you bother,
If your feelings on my words depend.
I know I haven't been the child I should:
Far from it, and I really can't say why.
I know exactly what I'd label good,
But in the real world something goes awry.
Underneath my actions there is love,
Gratitude, respect, and admiration.
Sometimes I don't know what I'm thinking of,
But I thank God you're in for the duration.
I'm sorry, sorry for the things I do,
But please believe I cherish Mom and you.
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This Mother's Day Without You Strains Belief

This Mother's Day without you strains belief
In life and love and what it means to be,
But there is beauty in my lonely grief.
Your death is like a wound without relief,
Pain on pain as far as I can see,
And so this day without you strains belief.
What's the point of living when a thief
Can break into your heart so easily?
But there is beauty in my lonely grief.
You fell away from me, a withered leaf
Twisting down to darkness, leaving me
This day without you, chilling my belief.
And yet there's beauty in this burning brief
Bright burst of light that ends in agony,
Beauty in the cause of lonely grief,
The love I have for you, a jewel-like reef
In silent prayer beneath my empty sea.
This Mother's Day without you strains belief,
But there is beauty in my lonely grief.
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Mother of the Year Is an Occasion

Mother of the Year is an occasion
On which all mothers can receive their due.
The chosen one becomes a celebration,
Happily, of what we always knew.
Each generation finds its way to love,
Returning to the home within the heart,
Offering the next a model of
Fierce passion to be whole by being part.
To you, then, go the laurels of the day,
Hard earned through many hours of sacrifice,
Each danced with all the wisdom of the way
Yet known to those who do not ask the price.
Even in the ardent grip of grace,
Alive with love, you know the odds you face,
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Have No Fear, for Love Is All Around You

Have no fear, for love is all around you.
All come helpless from a common womb.
Perhaps you do not know that love surrounds you.
Perhaps you do not know that you're in bloom.
Yet mothers, too, are children, ever loved,
Minded by the living and the dead,
Old enough to give, as time has proved,
The need no less, though time and tears have fled.
Have faith that love's a mystic tide that flows
Equally to and from the heart,
Returning, turning as it comes and goes,
'Mid moon and moon your sea, your song, your art.
Sing, then, of this moment of your giving,
Deep within the ebb and flow of living.
All you feel is what was felt for you,
Yearning your own yearning will renew.
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Without love

Without love

If at least
you have not said that I loved,
If you'd only drawn with your full hand
the meekness of my body,
If I'd assaulted in silence,
like water,
If you'd come to me as a sonámbulo,
all pulse, and heat, and skin, and language.

If at least
you have not said that I loved,
tonight
so bitter tonight
I would be easier to walk her.
Walk without you you're bitten
as a tramp in the window pan,
walk without you, that you've injured
as long belly bird.

If at least
you have not said that I loved,
If you'd only come with your today
simple and resounding as a zero
and nothing more, and nothing of your yesterday and your punishment,
and your fault and your old chariot yoked.
If I'd penetrated without words,
only and only in silence, Battleship.
If I would have measured with your meat
with the hard mouth to the currency,

If I'd achieved without hablarme…

If at least
you have not said that I loved,
If you'd just fallen dark
anonymous and fierce and speechless,
how easy walk by tonight
City dilated in streets.
How easy stop at the corners
and in the hands that pretend to be roses
on the limpid crystal of the stained glass Windows
How easy autumn and oblivion!

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