Mother's Bond
Hear the sighs, her blue eyes cry;
Yet still tries to understand.
Sees through lies, she does advise,
just as we always planned.
Take off that mask, she does ask;
And finally rid yourself free.
The mistrusts a bust; now we lust
a bond between you and me.
With no debate, we no longer hate;
state our love to all we meet.
Embrace our days, not foolish ways;
the past decades of defeat.
We share our pain, dance in the rain,
and remain best-friends.
Now we smile, walk the extra mile-
Down an aisle we transcend.
Vow not to relive, instead we give,
and live again without haste.
A union like no other, daughter and
mother; will never be replaced.
Copyright © Stacy Stiles | Year Posted 2010
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