(Dedicated to a mother of creativity)

 

Born from a velvet sky

We admire with a translucent glare

How do I speak to you

I have never learned the words

 

I wish that you could see

Tonight we are all alone

I wish that you could see

Mother, tonight – I am all alone

 

Please keep fighting – destroy your pain

We would be lost without you

We can’t face this world alone

If you lose – we all lose

 

Lying asleep on cotton dream clouds

I didn’t want to wake you

Life will always wait for you

I didn’t want to wake you

 

I wanted to reach inside

Pull out the marrow of your pain

Do you hear the song we sing

Oh mother, we need you - we love you

 

You danced like a graceful angel

Alone on the corner of Gypsy Road

Your beauty twisted and glided through the air

The world waits for you to return to flight

 

A Note from the author:

I wrote Mother about a female singer from Ireland that captured my attention when she was a singer in America.

 

Copyright © 2016, John Mallozzi