My children are taking a poetry class and in studying the lovely forms within, I've reawakened my fondness of stanza, meter, rhyme and sound.

The latest chapter was on the sonnet, and it is indeed Mother's Day, so off and on today I wrote a sonnet for my dear momma. Here is the completed version, which I've printed and will decoupage into a weathered cigar box:

A Sonnet for Mother

      

Mom I am taken with your love and grace,

And Godly wisdom gleaned from living life;

You always see the flowers through the strife

And comfort all with kindness from your face.

Gather your love like roses in a vase

And give away the sweetness ever true;

And those who walk in sorrow are renewed

Reborn joyfully shining and steady in their pace.

Little gifts of sugar that you make

And give away as Thank Yous made with care;

You’ve taught me how to show love when I bake,

And appreciation just by being there.

Pray for me ev’ry morning when you wake

And in return I’ll lighten which you bear.