Mother Made of Tears

I’ve cried myself a river More times than I can count Now I’m crying something else I’m crying myself a mother

Her hair will be as long and black as the deep Her eyes bluer than the clearest sea

Her face softer than the smoothest sea glass Her smile warmer than the sandiest beach

Her body lithe as the seaweed Her dress with more ripples than the ocean Its self

With eyes that never cry, Some part of her is always Happy She is Mother Nature

She asks for nothing She gives everything She loves Unconditionally

Her anger is violent Her joy is radient

She listens without judgement When you rant at her Her love fills each moment