You’re my winter’s shelter

My eternal spring

You’re my summer’s sun

The cradle where my autumn comes to sleep

With your blood

I breathed life

Before I could breath

With you’re ears

The words of the divine

I heard before I could hear

With you’re eyes

I saw beauty

Before I could see

In the palm of your hands

Lies the cure for my aching 

No mater what it be


You’re my prayer

God’s promise of love till eternity


About Sam

Cerca Trova is the Latin for ” Seek and you Shall Find “…. I’ve been in constant search for meaningful answers to many issues in my life..i have found some and many are still missing… I found answers in music, in poetry,in other’s words,and my personal experience… Yet I’m still seeking answers for so much more… I would love to share with you what I’ve found so far,and take you along on my journey in seeking the rest…
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5 Responses to Mother…

  1. Pat Cegan says:

    This is so poinant, so beautiful, Sam. And the picture is perfect for it. Your poems just get better and better. Hugs, pat

  2. Jingle says:

    Happy mother’s Day,

    how sweet.

  3. Such a nice tribute to all us mothers! Thanks Sam

  4. Olivia says:

    What a beautiful ode!!!!!
    Loved it like a sacred hymn.. 🙂

    Hugs xx

  5. Jamie Dedes says:

    Oh, I love this. What mom wouldn’t! Something for her to treasure. Lovely gesture, Sam.

    Long distance hug from someone elses mom! 🙂

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