Perfect Love

December 4, 2022December 4, 2022 ~ JezzieG

Perfect Love
Form: Saraband Sonnet

She is a mystery to me
Just how she does it all and some
Being all things, she needs to be

Whatever gets thrown in the mix
She hears my pain both big and small
As she finds that emotional fix
So, I can stand and stand up tall

Her perfect love every day
Seems fearless when crying my tears
I know she loves me anyway

And I wonder how she does it
Her love seems a bottomless pit
As she makes me smile when I’m glum
And I am grateful for my mum

©JezzieG2022

Published by JezzieG

I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an ongoing project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever-growing love of poetry. View all posts by JezzieG