"Mother's Love" by Qose Rajmonda, from the Mother's Day Gifted Anthology

 

Mother's Love 

The mother shrank,

By the weight of years, 

Carried on the back. 

Her hair turned silver, 

Some inscriptions were carved, 

On her forehead,

Like ancient hieroglyphs, 

From the worries of children, 

The constraints of time,

The change of seasons. 

Her hands slipped a little, 

I'm never the cuddles, 

They were showing us the sweetness, 

As the smile it healed our wounds,

Eyes, waterfall of kindness, 

Distributed the suns,

And we were blessed every day,

Admiring the life. 

Mother shrank, 

But her soul was enlarged, 

Several times, 

For us and our little ones, 

In a small body, 

She held a great world:

The love. 

      Rajmonda Qose Shkopi was born in Kuçova city, in Albania. She has completed her higher studies at the "Aleksandër Xhuvani" University, Language and Literature degree, in Elbasan city and works as a teacher. She has published the poem books "Don't give up"," We forget to kiss the dew", and " The Apocalypse of the Leaf". Her poems are published in many newspapers and literature magazines national and international. She is  co-author in many national and international Anthologies. She has won many prizes in poetry competitions.