Heavenly Mothers

Because I feel that, in the Heaven’s above,
The Angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burning terms of love,
None as devotional as that of “Mother”,
Therefore by that clear name I’ve called you,

You who are more than mother unto me,
And fill my heart of hearts, where Death installed you.

In setting my patriotic spirit free.
My mother—my own mother, who died early;
Was but the mother of myself; But you
Are mother to the one I loved so dearly,
And thus are dearer than the mother I knew
By that infinity with which my strife
Was hated by my soul with its soul-life.





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DragonAmericaThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 20, 2014 at 4:38 pm
Poetry is Beauty in its clearest form. This really shows that. ;,)
 
DarkOne411 replied...
May 20, 2014 at 4:46 pm
awwes thanks
 
thefamoustapper said...
Jan. 22, 2012 at 2:27 pm
This vocabulary, and overall format is way above my level, but i can tell it's beautifully written, and if it's a true story, i'm sorry for your loss! great poem, keep writing :)
 
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