Bread of my life
song of my days
long passed:
A mother's heart
fills for bursting-
love,unrestrained
nondenominational...
We sing ever of the babes
once held so snugly
and the love sprouts
tenderness
never forgotten
nested always in
our hearts-
even as those paths
have wandered far,
even as a heart may wither-
fade like the smile of the Cheshire cat-
a smile still lives on...
the impression endures
even when the time
is no more there...
the love IS.
phoebe