The past anchored my wobbly feet <br />I met sorrow, pain, anger and defeat <br />Eyes of a child through divorce <br />From life's binding first course <br />Hands that rocked me to sleep <br />Her tears; Her heart could not keep <br />My Mom's sorrow from loving me <br />And raising alone a Holy See <br />Days fled into the arms of night <br />Weeks folded their wings in flight <br />Months to years framed my light <br />Bright with Hope from Mom's plight <br />A young eagle soaring high <br />Never encountered a grey sky <br />That posed a challenge to my flight <br />My wings anchored in my Mom's site <br />Her true Love founding my everlasting Judah <br />In her reconcile Jesus, Mohamed, and the Buddha <br />I knew not my Father, except for his absence <br />It is Mom's greatest love fueling my soul's balance <br /> <br />August 31th 2012 <br />Copyright Leaking Pen 2012<br /><br />Leaking Pen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/l-o-v-e-68/
