Happy Mother's Day!
I hope your mom is good to you and that you're good to her. And if she's not here anymore, I hope you can always go to that special place where she's always waiting for your visit. I visit mine in my thoughts and sometimes in my dreams, and I can tell we have become best friends as years and years have gone by.
My father always jokes about being the only mother I have left 馃槃 this is us a week ago, while having lunch with some colleagues of mine at a restaurant
It's my personal tradition that every year I will sit down and write a poem to honor my mom. This year, it's a sonnet (an English sonnet), and as a motive, I've chosen a hummingbird. My mom was always humming some tune; I remember it annoyed me so much, but now I miss it. Funny, huh. Like a hummingbird, she always sought the nectar of life regardless of the difficulties.
Hummingbirds are magnificent, persevering and passionate birds which symbolize love and happiness, among other things. A couple of hummingbirds visit my garden twice a day. I watch them from the kitchen and they brighten my day no matter what. I haven't been lucky enough as to take a good picture of them; I see them through the glass, grids and screens of the window.
My Hummingbird
My hummingbird sang tunes I didn鈥檛 know
from younger days, perhaps, from an old crush
of Junes and Aprils gone not long ago
that I could not but think there was no rush.
Hovering flittingly, she sweet and swift
showed me to find the friendship of a flower.
If it was good, I鈥檇 thank it for the gift;
I wouldn鈥檛 snivel if it tasted sour.
But when October was three months away,
and there were early buds waiting to bloom,
a birdcatching disease found her one day,
and quieted her wings in a sick room.
I lost my hummingbird, the bird in me,
but her heartbeat's still fast as we fly free.
I like to use iambic pentameter (verses of five iambs), and more if it is in a sonnet. A friend once told me that everything you say in a sonnet has an authoritative tone that makes almost everyone take you seriously. I think so; I guess it has to do with its organization: the first stanza introduces a topic, the second one discusses it, the third one introcudes the volta and somehow a change of view and tone, and finally, the final couplet makes a conclusion. I think this helps us convey a message that many will understand clearly, and hopefully, they will feel it, too.
Mom and grandma 40 years ago
It pleases me that I have written this before the day ends, a sonnet for my mom. Now I'm going to see my sisters 馃槃 See you later, and Happy Mother's Day!馃挀
Do you have and personal tradition
to honor your mom on this special day?