Thursday, 17 October 2013

A Woman For All Seasons

I wrote today's poem especially to mark the occasion of a friend’s recent 90th birthday. She is a lovely, caring, inspiring person, a description which I dare say could also apply to many grandmothers, mothers, wives, and daughters across the world.

An old saying insists that, ‘It’s ‘a man’s world.’ Maybe that’s true, maybe not, for there is another that suggests, ‘Behind every great man is a good woman’.

Whatever, we live in a world for which I suspect we have mostly women - past, present, and future - to thank for its finer greatness and lasting humanity. 

‘I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men; they are far superior and always have been.’  - William Golding


Seasons come and go, time passes
where no finer a flower than its zen returns 
to a rose garden of memories

Earth Mother, her finest surpasses
In love’s healing touch where its pain yet burns;
seasons come and go, time passes

Mindful of nurture, love introduces 
a sense of self-help for ever growing concerns
to a rose garden of memories

Daughter, wife, mother… choices
to make, promises to keep as the heart so yearns;
seasons come and go, time passes

For mother love, the family embraces
every heartbeat, willing a life valuing all it learns 
to a rose garden of memories

For every heart put through its paces,
a wife, mother, grandma, applauds its safe return;
seasons come and go, time passes
to a rose garden of memories…

Copyright R. N. Taber 2013

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