Mother Love 2
With her wet tail to the shore she does run
To drain sea and save her dear drowned son;
I see a mother run with her dead son,
Seeking mustard seeds from immortal men.
With pouring tears back to sea, she does run
To drain sea and save her dear drowned son;
Mom into her home runs through flames
To avenge fiery flames that scorch her son.
She runs – to and from sea – she does run
To drain sea and save her dear drowned son;
A mother cradles on her breasts her twins,
Frightening her restless eyes with piercing pins.
Copyright © Newton Ranaweera | Year Posted 2020
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