To My Mother, D. Starks, (On Mother's Day)

a poem by John Starks, USA

God bless the womb wherein I (housed and kept)
First heard the voice of one through that thin wall
Which cradling me, allowed that one who wept
For joy but to inure me to her call.
I proffer thanks, as I appreciate
That she did cradle what some God did make,
As I am not some attribute of fate,
But what redounds e'en to my Father's sake.
God bless you mother for your selfless part:
For that integral role which you yet play,
Whose comfort proved to be you beating heart;
Whose sweet instruction but your gentle way.

This mother's day, may joy imbue your soul
With what e'en poets (taught by God) extol!

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