On this Mother’s Day the memories reign
as mothers do every day
in homes across the world.
And, men mother quite the same
hidden behind masculine strength,
deeper voices, thicker muscles,
and hair on their chests beat hearts so full
and love so tender there is no other word
to describe what they feel
but a mothering love, loyal and real.
No less a fathering urge do they feel.
No less a need to protect and defend,
as we expect from boys turned to men.
But, let us look deeper and amend
the idea of what it means to be a mother.
Mothers come in all designs;
those who gave birth or took a child in
to the place nearest their hearts,
those who fathered us along our life’s path,
Those sisters and brothers
who followed that path by our side,
those friends we met along the way,
those who became our lovers and mates.
Labels can never replace the essence of this day.
Mother’s Day has many faces.
Lovingly, we honor all mothers today.
annarino writes 