My, How Your Life Has Been Taken Over
My, how your life has been taken over!
Oceans have flooded your once urbane hours,
Testing with tumult the limits of joy.
How restlessly rapt your ubiquitous rover,
Eagerly poised on the brink of her powers,
Reaching for all a quick mind might employ!
'Mid such sweet turmoil, seared by affection,
So may you savor your first Mother's Day.
Depths are designed for delight, not protection,
As passions sweep over the slightest objection,
Yielding a grace that will have its own way.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
Subscribe to this site on Substack
Subscribe to this site on YouTube
/body>