Mommy Ought...

Mommies ought stay soft,..yet HOT!
Mommies ought,..not be paid or bought..
Mommies are happy with crumbs and almost empty cups,..
Mommies are blissfilled to be everything for everyone,..
Mommies are wipers
and fixers
and containers.
Mommies don't need. They live off remainders..
Mommies wouldn't dare to dream too grandly,..
Mommies have a greater understanding..
Mommies fill the Universe with Life!
They are the bringers of completion,(..and often The Wife.)
They are the packing-horses of expectation,..
(They ARE the vacation.)
And, Mommies don't ever, EVER get sad.
And, Mommies don't EVER, ever get mad.
Mommies are right where you need them,
..when you won't face the World.
Though Mommies are full of  an Ocean's silent grieving,
The grit in their teeth flows out from their lips as pearls.
For Mommies are sweet and bright, their graces upon us,..
And,..Mommies are slightly disguised , for within each is REALLY a Goddess!