Breakfast for my mother

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