LET’S GET REAL
Mother
The embodiment of love
I search among sweet memories through tender moments reels rolling in my mind In these stories, I cannot find a single occasion to convey the essence of her soul
My mother needed a lifetime to slowly, gently stream her river of compassion to a world so full of need to pour out her gracious heart filled with gratitude toward God
Her life the embodiment of thankfulness the epitome of kindness a burning candle extinguished too soon
Her death will not always sting My Bible tells me one day she will rise in the light of eternal love in a brightness that engulfs the burn of the flaming sun
Spring arises in May’s embrace * her love transcends * the grief and pain of loss Flowers rise from the dirt growing reminders that life will again rise from the earth
Mia Verita, 2023
One of my mother’s favorite quotes by Winston Churchill — “We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.”
*Lines extracted from ChatGPT’s ‘Maternal Love Blooms’ poem, prompted by Carolyn Hastings for Paper Poetry’s Let’s Get Real prompt.
Thank you, Carolyn Hastings, for this unique prompt!
Thank you to the hardworking editors of Paper Poetry, Carolyn Hastings, Suntonu Bhadra, and Indubala Kachhawa, for hosting this story.
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