Sutāchairudo

This is a poem from a mother to her son.

This morning you woke to welcomed the

bright sun and blessed the weeds by your window.

You confessed you’re love to the birds of the sky.

You were marveled by the colors of your eye. 

 

God blessed me when he gave me you,

my lovely Sutāchairudo.

 

I tried not to cry when you do.

I promise I’ll change for you.

My perfect child,

your soul is so tender and mild.

 

God blessed me when he gave me you,

my patient Sutāchairudo.

 

You drew me a picture for my birthday.

It was made with Crayon called Mac and Cheese.

You say that it’s a yummy color.

You say it will make you taller.

 

God blessed me when he gave me you,

my creative Sutāchairudo.

 

There is no way you are a mistake.

You are the light to my night.

The light to my gloom.

You’ll never cease to bloom.

 

God blessed me when he gave me you,

        my shining Sutāchairudo.

Author's Note

Sutāchairudo is Japanese for 'Starchild'.

Hope Healing Humanity
May 7, 2011

* Hope Healing Humanity
* Sutāchairudo

Reviews

[Kate Hunter]

well done. Love Japanese ANYTHING. Keep at it.

[Desert Dreamer]

What a beautiful poem! Children are such wonderful gifts. I love the blessing of weeds in the second line, very original.

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful and hopeful poem.I like the words "my shining Sutāchairudo." I enjoyed the stories in your poem. You have create a powerful poem that create some very good visions of beauty and life. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[OT]

very nice!! strong emotions rippling through - the love for another here! and what a wonderful title too! nice!

[Magdelena]

And this was an absolutely marvelous piece. I felt the love shining through. Our sons mean so much to us. They are our 'Hearts'

Well done

Mags xx