The Youngest Mother

The Youngest Mother

( An Operatic Aria)

For the ribbons of scorn and demise,

hath the deepest of my soul surprised.

May ye rest thou head, for all while my heart bleeds.

The sash of love slowly deteriorates,

Hold me in your arms, while the sun

births the moon, and are the stars the seeds?

Stoutly ponder you so proud,

while heaven creates.

The dove does indeed

give his feather to one in need.

Through thy sin, do they praise

and bid us well.

For heaven joy,

The angels never stop singing, weaving, and singing.

While god works through wake.

Says thy, “ Drink your tears

sustain thee, for thy have no water here.”

Breathe easy know, sleep.

For if you see the sun,

and hear the cry of the bird,

know all heaven praises you,

Love, sing, petty man sing on.

While God works in the night. 

For the ribbons of scorn and demise,hath not the deepest of my soul surprised.

Author's Note

This poem is suppose to describe a young woman whom soon will be having a child, yet the Dad of this child has abandoned her, and she feels helpless, the line: "Drink you tears, sustain thee, for thy have no water here." meant that the Dad declared he isn't going to help her whatsoever. The girl feels that ultimately her life is entirely deplored, yet the poem reflects that God still loves her, even though the child's dad doesn't and she doesn't have to feel abandoned. This poem is in the thoughts of a friend of mine, God bless her!