Sense Sonnet - Acher

 For Mama

Each year on my birthday I bring

Mama's favorite flowers to her.

The abandoned house holds something

Shared by Mama and me for sure.

The two of us lived here alone.

While raising me she worked two jobs.

The surest love I've ever known

Given by Mama by the gobs.

When grown up, to Mama I gave

Her a world cruise as a thank you.

Now each birthday some time I save

For flowers on the porch to do.

My Mama, she was lost at sea,

But on this porch I feel she be.