Mother

My child, listen closely

It is said that at the end of the rainbow lies a pot o' gold

You hear, but never be deceived

I have cradled you in my arms

I have loved you

You are my pot of gold

My child, heed my call

My heart pains, it aches

My heart is plagued with a disease so fatal

It will kill my soul

My heart bleeds for you

My heart is crippled by my love for you

I will catch you when you stumble

Have I not taught you your first words?

Have I not held you by the hand,

And led you into the road of bliss

When I look into your eyes

I see my life

My child, it pains me to see you grow

To  know that one day,

 you will be weaned from my breast

I want only the best for you

Because I have a duty toward God

To nurture you into goodness

Yes this is my debt to the Father

For he has blessed me with you

May my smile bring you happiness

May my words bring you comfort

May my prayers help you

When you have fallen from grace

May you never  forget me, dearest child

May you never  forsake me when I grow old

I wish this and more

Because I am your Mother