An Ode

Mother, the immaculate.
The incarnation of love
The embodiment of strength.

Forgiving the wrongs,
Forgetting the pains
That small smile with love
As I hurt you yet again.

Understanding my fears
Before I put them in words
Cast off my pains
Wiped away my tears.

Looking up with reverence
I know I cannot pay you back.
But I do hope for guidance
Now that I’m on the same track.