Weather Nature of a Mother

No rising fiery ball only thunder Such the wonder On this Mother’s Day Does anyone know what to say? Rain is starting to fall Sending a message to stand tall Since life joys just hit the wall Dropping dripping hints to make a special call Tears from Mother’s grand and great Observing the children needs to get things straight Crying lightened up then stopped Despite the ocean waves still having a chop Giving way to grey skies Stormy situation moving on from its lies Siblings can see in the distance Still having enthusiastic persistence Developing fog Keeping a peaceful jog Blurring thoughts Debating whose fault Soon there is a bright ray Stating there is a path way That can be taken If one stops boasting and faking Warmth feelings grow strong After admitting the innocent wrong Magically a colorful rainbow appear Ending all fear Time to address the mess Simply seeing Mommy and confess Waiting for the response Fulfilling the wants Coming from the heart in the chest “It’s all right, you are still my best” This is the true pot of gold Filled with wisdom that is not cold Tomorrow the forecast is fine No longer issues plaguing the mind A nice talk with Mommy who had the time Never wording ‘I have to decline’ It is Mommy who really cares Using her magical emotional stare To state a forecast After leaving problems in the past “Good morning honey, Today is going to be bright and sunny”