The tears were of no shame
silence to the season
Pain was of no essence
just cause and the reason
Light filled a void
where dark once remained
Giving sorrow with joy
a life was obtained
Having seen past despair
making way for a new
Offering my soul
and cherishing you
I now understand
Having held you next to me
What a mother is
and is suppose to be
So no promises denied
none have been made
But mommy am I
and my love does not fade
This is simply beautiful... what an Angel you must have.
the love from and for a child is often the warmest to be found in this life
James Daniel Darr
Author of Poetry Of The Soul