Mother

Tell your children in the field not to turn back to the plow In ardent meadows a cool chill ravaged in asunder When I was young you sat beside me with care Showing much affection on what it was I should wear Through a pillaged turn in chemical regard Mother I didn't mean to hurt anyone When all my friends would make fun of me It was only to you I would run Through, untimely noise out in the street A section of safety from which I was to greet You showed us the very essence of love Created then nestled by the hands of God up above Although for a time no shelter to cry A solemn sigh would always pass you by Through the variation in a dream caught in time Love is the essence of your existence A shelter lies dormant on it's beckoning call Sought through it's pillage in the tail end of Spring Living in shivers through bargain basement bling Mother shines brightly amidst its beckoning swing In thoughtful aura of truth along with adorable laugh With snap shot memories of the past Having so much fun with the hope it will last What a mother means to me? Amidst shing sea to sea A variety of decorated flowers tossed in delicate apparel Sought through broken promise amidst the uncommonl laughter She always held her head up high Amidst the outside rampant radiating cry Mother