Breakfast for my mother
To remember her by
The dishes she made
That satiates our hunger
Trinkets she collects from souvenirs
During her travels
The bright colorful plates
And precious pearls
All hold a special place
On the round table
She is not gone
Every time I see flowers
be it red, yellow, pink or green,
Blue, white and purple
Every time I see her
bejeweled Shoes and
ornaments collection
Every time I smell the
Sweet scent of roses
Even with no rose in sight
Every time I see a candle lit
In honor of my mother
I know she is here with us
Giving us comfort
In time of need
For a mother’s light
Once lit
Can never be extinguished
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