Mother Dear

To take a chance as of now I say To where I stand on the very day of May To lay aside the annoying wakes of day by day To listen to your un ending words of sunshin ray I Know I gave you a thousand cries of pain The joy I have out of the directory's bane You cradled my smirk of an unknown diver's main The setting of an untold life's precious game. Smiles urns of death I once dreamt Changes of lanes down crystal brunt Of someone depriving to emolient's grant Once known radiance where ashes was burnt. Asked to turn where eyes of brave were seen of gold Arms of reached uphold story of the bold Flew as to tell upon the book was never told As I tell Mother dear, this sculpture your hands has mold.