Two weeks ago, I happened to be with the "golden ladies". They were called golden ladies because they're already in their golden age: 50-something. I thought I'll feel awkward because of the age gap but in the end I was wrong.
When women at my age had some chit-chats probably it would be about friends, food, fashion, work or even boys (men). On the other hand, these golden ladies were very concerned with their children, grandchildren, and their in-laws (especially). They had some outbursts on how they don't like their in-laws and on how pitiful their children for having the wrong choice of husband/wife.
That's when I remembered a poem during my gradeschool. This poem was written by Jose La Villa Tierra. It speaks on the love of parents for their children, how forgiving and how great the love of a mother is for her son/daughter although he/she has hurt her very much.
Ballad of a Mother's Heart
The night was dark,
For the moon was young,
And the Stars were asleep and rare,
The clouds were thick,
Yet Youth went out,
To see his Maiden fair.
Dear one,
he pleaded as he knelt before her feet in tears.
My love is true,
Why you have kept me waiting all this years?
The maiden looked at him.
Unmoved it seemed,
And whispered low.
Persistent Youth,
You have to prove by deeds,
Your love is true.
"There's not a thing
I would not do for you, Beloved" said he.
"Then, go." said she. "To your mother dear,
And bring her heart to me.
Without another word,
Youth left and went to his mother dear.
He opened her breast and took her heart!
But he did not shed a tear.
Then back to his Maiden fair,
He run unmindful of the rain.
But his feet slipped, And he fell down,
And loud, he groaned with pain!
Still in his hand he held the prize,
That would win his Maiden's hands.
But he thought of his mother dear,
So kind,so sweet,so fond.
And then,
he heard a voice!
Not from his lips,
But all apart!
"Get up" it said.
"Were you hurt,Child?"
It was his mother's heart
Maybe the golden ladies can be considered as "monsters-in-law" but I admire the love they have towards their children. Sometimes we did all things for the glory of love and we tend to forget that on our way of having this glory some people were being "trampled on the ground".The night was dark,
For the moon was young,
And the Stars were asleep and rare,
The clouds were thick,
Yet Youth went out,
To see his Maiden fair.
Dear one,
he pleaded as he knelt before her feet in tears.
My love is true,
Why you have kept me waiting all this years?
The maiden looked at him.
Unmoved it seemed,
And whispered low.
Persistent Youth,
You have to prove by deeds,
Your love is true.
"There's not a thing
I would not do for you, Beloved" said he.
"Then, go." said she. "To your mother dear,
And bring her heart to me.
Without another word,
Youth left and went to his mother dear.
He opened her breast and took her heart!
But he did not shed a tear.
Then back to his Maiden fair,
He run unmindful of the rain.
But his feet slipped, And he fell down,
And loud, he groaned with pain!
Still in his hand he held the prize,
That would win his Maiden's hands.
But he thought of his mother dear,
So kind,so sweet,so fond.
And then,
he heard a voice!
Not from his lips,
But all apart!
"Get up" it said.
"Were you hurt,Child?"
It was his mother's heart
I hope my future in-laws like me..hehehe...SOS, johns!
Comments
Because you na-memorize ko yung assignment naMin:balllad of a Mothers heart!
GOD BLESS!
i love this poem very much!!!
it touches my heart...
it tells that how much does a mother loves her child............
when i was in college taking up education degree, this poem was given to one of my classmates. SHe made it into a lesson for reading appreciation. It was a great presentation.
I've been looking for this peice for 7 years now.
And now, I'm a teacher. I am planning to give this to my pupils for reading appreciation.... I would like to emphasize that there is no greater love than a mother's love... kakaiyak... huhuhu, just to emotional because im pregnant
also, i would like my sentiments to be out in the open...
i have a brother who is just like the son in the poem though not literally but the woman he married really break the family's relationship. The woman says bad things about my mother. And the "tangang" brother naniwala naman. I hate that woman! I really do! The family with their family is not in speaking terms... and forever will be...
I surely will not do that to my mother in law... we are in good terms... (magpakabait lang naman kc)
I remember this poem heartily, though, it was given to us by our literature teacher 30 years ago. This only shows how words rooted in our memory because of it's power.
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I appreciate how you posted it here.
So, I decided not to post this poem.
Take care..
i wish sana madami makabasa nito...XD
i can't explain this feeling i had after reading the poem and all i know is that the poem really reached my heart :))
i really love it,,so nice,,
it's been a long time,,how i wish i could read this poem and now i made it,,,ahmmm,,,,,,great
so terrific,,,
i really love this poem,,,
for how many times i wish to read this on my own,and now i made it,,,,so nice,,,great...very terrific!!!!
:it was very amazing poem
:i like this
:this poem it tells that how much does a mother loves her child mother will appreciate her true love to a child
:i wish that all child is we love her mother trueth.
THIS POEM SAYS A LOT.
In Brittany there lived a lad and a girl as fair as she was bad
He told her of his constant pain he told her in sorrow he told her in vain
She laughed at his prayers till the lad grew wild, she mocked him and said you are only a child
If you were a man as i have heard you boast you would bring me the thing i cherish the most
If you were in love so passionately your mother's heart you would bring to me
He hurried home, the night was black he slew his mother and hurried back
As he was running with tight clinched hand he fell and the heart rolled over the sand
His mother's heart he heard it call
Are you hurt my son are you hurt at all
YOu might thnk thAt you Have sHown da mst tHng 2 ur mOthr bt tell yuo u shld do somethng in her tht u never knw...hehehehe emotional Lng c oka...I just Love my Mom
hope my brother wold thnk of reading this..for my mom and for me..so he could thnk of thnking us first b4 his gf...hehehehe emotional lng
The night was dark,
For the moon was young,
And the Stars were asleep and rare,
The clouds were thick,
Yet Youth went out,
To see his Maiden fair.
Dear one,
he pleaded as he knelt before her feet in tears.
My love is true,
Why you have kept me waiting all this years?
The maiden looked at him.
Unmoved it seemed,
And whispered low.
Persistent Youth,
You have to prove by deeds,
Your love is true.
"There's not a thing
I would not do for you, Beloved" said he.
"Then, go." said she. "To your mother dear,
And bring her heart to me.
d ko na kaya kinakanta ko nanga lang nopara maka bisadokothanks maam diaz we love you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 by: rodriguez