""Mother's
Day Prayer""
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
Sunday, May 8, 2005 7:20 a.m. pdt
Mother can you see my salty tears,
Splashing arbitrarily erratic through the years
I really didn't appreciate those special times
You goaded me to perfection, which I treated as a crime
I fought you much in the end of our days
And I know you forgave me for these jumbled ways
My memories now only gather the rich and the sweet
And in my memory room no bad times ere repeat
My prayer is for you, in
memory's thrall
As I pray with unabashed sorrow, and pure love's call
I call to the firmament, wish your soul heav'nly peace
A final resting place for rash, oblivious life's surcease
I pray on this Mother's Day that your soul is at rest
And that your short but full life did turn out for the best
Mom I pray the pain and
sadness finally left you
And visions of unruly children can't upset you
You asked for only peace and quiet while on Earth
But at times I know the cacaphony gave you mirth
We're all split up, you see, now in an older age
Who ever thought that in those times we'd see this stage
Our familial love was strong and hard, but pure
And as I pause this day to pray for you so sure
Mommy I know you're in a
better place
But I miss you badly through hard times with grace
You instilled in me a sense of good and right
I open doors for women and help the suffering in their plight
I see the goodness through calamity with ease
And I think of you whenever my thoughts appease
You held us tightly through our youth with care
And to you I indite this glorious Mother's Day Prayer
Poetry
2005
