Mere Happiness Is Not the Song I'm Singing

Mere happiness is not the song I'm singing: Of mothers' joy a jagged piece is pain. To love is to be amply burdened, bringing Hearts with gifts to an uncharted plain. Even so, one longs to be a mother, Remembering a richness unreserved 'Ere one could barely recognize another, Sustained by love unsought and undeserved. Deeper than oneself is one's communion, A revelation reached alone by union Yet yearned for, though through years of love well served.

-Nicholas Gordon -