How We Become...
This sweet and irrestable
scent of mother soothes me
nurtured, loved and fondly fed
in one long and warm embrace.
Sweet voice that says I'll be ok
the cool hand on my fevered brow
that tender kiss that heals upon my
bruised and bleeding knee.
This knowing everything I ask
and reading favorite stories
again! again! a kiss and now
sleep well and dream tomorrow.
This patient teaching, 1,2,3
all colors, sounds and shapes
to write, to paint, to sing to dance
this time is just for me.
This glowing at my every gain
and tears shared for my sorrows
standing always in the shadows
should there arise a need.
This, mother is how I've become
the person that so loves you
and is so filled with love that flows
through all my world to thee.
scent of mother soothes me
nurtured, loved and fondly fed
in one long and warm embrace.
Sweet voice that says I'll be ok
the cool hand on my fevered brow
that tender kiss that heals upon my
bruised and bleeding knee.
This knowing everything I ask
and reading favorite stories
again! again! a kiss and now
sleep well and dream tomorrow.
This patient teaching, 1,2,3
all colors, sounds and shapes
to write, to paint, to sing to dance
this time is just for me.
This glowing at my every gain
and tears shared for my sorrows
standing always in the shadows
should there arise a need.
This, mother is how I've become
the person that so loves you
and is so filled with love that flows
through all my world to thee.
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