Lookin' For the Good Stuff: Look-a-Likes

Honey, do you really think there's a resemblance?

February 2010, For My Mother

You have always been where I return,
The home that is my harbor from the sea,
The place where what I am can easy be,
With nothing I need alter or unlearn.

That you would give has always been a given,
Your love for me is something simply there,
As plain and necessary as the air,
And just as unpretentious and unbidden.

And though I cannot give you now your due,
Which is beyond what these poor words can say,
I give you all I can this special day,
Which is the reassurance of my love for you.

Nicholas Gordon