Sonnet 5
(for mother)

You've tolerated me when I was bad
and tried to cater to my every need.
For though my dad would push me to succeed
if I were merely happy you'd be glad.
A temper to the harshness you have proved
of grim reality and daily grind.
Kind-heartedness is what you bring to mind
and I have never doubted that I'm loved.
There was a moment that you never knew
unconscious after such invasive touch
when suddenly the weight was just too much
the chasm closed the reckoning was due.
Mother, you are Goddess of my Heart
reminding me the Universe is art.