Silent Exuberance of Mother's Day: A Utopian Ballad of Love

She could take on the whole world for me; and it's only a miniature of the bigger picture
She's my unquivering balcony in stormy tides;
My refuge on a swinging craft
When it's tough she would be the only leisure I could find comfort
She takes me by her right and dance my head on her mammaries to ease my anxiety
Her mammaries tastes like miracle; build my juvenile to maturity, until my mediocrity became intelligence
Her conquering love made me a king of faith until my confidence knows no dither
She was the succour in my speech when I could mutter nothing; my respite when am displaced by anguish
She was my only receptor when I trailed on incorrigibility
An irreplaceable magnifier when my eyes are openly dim
My ears when the drums gets too loud
My instructor when the tutors are scared and hapless
The queen that knowest my nakedness before I betrothed
She toiled to get me where I am
She greatly perspired to raise me as an umpire of greatness
She's my propeller on stormy waters
She incessantly replicates her unwavering virtues relentlessly
She's a love without replacement that appeases my conscience before hers

A piety of love
A beauty of sanctity
A love without ditch
She's plaited in me, likewise myself in her complexion

Happy Mother's Day to all Incredible Women.