A MOMMY'S TEARS
Clouds drift in sky blue
Hiding an seeking games play
Shapes ships under sail
Shapes of Teddy Bears
Angels frolic among clouds
Soft wings sounds summer rain
Spirit soars, arms wide
Embrace the heavens
Free of pain, no more hurt
Wings of soft gossamer white
Girls I watch, tear drops fall
Hold close want, hearts them feel
Look them around,
Tiny hands touch own cheeks
Wet on fingers them feel
Shy smiles, look them at me
Reach for them, and them for me
Feel tiny hands my cheek, touch tears me
Tiny fingers hold one tear each
Put fingers heart me, heart them
Say treasures from the Heavens
Our Mommy's Tears, more precious gold.
©Copyright August 14, 2003 by Becky
Awarded: August 15, 2003