4.26.2010

Mother




Watchful eye and
nervous nelly
Clothes are washing
Satisfied belly

Folded arms and
get back here
Baby songs
in the rocking chair

Smell the scent
of infant skin
Because of you
our lives begin

Drops of joy and
drops of pain
Sliding down
your cheeks again

Love so wide
so big, so deep
Tuck the children in
to sleep

Golden cord
that reaches through
Keeps your children
close to you