Friday, September 7, 2012

Growing.

Here's a blanket to keep you warm.
I'm your mother, I'll keep you safe from harm.
Oh baby boy! Cry your tears.
Let them wash away all your fears.
Mother hears.
Mother's here.
Always near.

Here's a bandaid. Show me the place.
Rest awhile within my arms embrace.
Then, son of mine, dry your eyes!
Keep on chasing those sunny skies.
How time flies!
While my prize
Learns to fly.