MOTHER

Delicate seams of sexy silk, a pregnant woman, a mother’s milk

For all of the wonders of heaven & earth, death of one for another's birth

The answers come from the end of our test, drawn from life, to give to the rest

We live; we learn and play the game, year after year it's always the same

Items and people and buildings all change, yet our density still remains

From our first step to speaking aloud, walking tall and looking proud

Some have forgotten the ways and the will, yet all of us shall take our fill

Lust and greed and selfishly driven, we forget through whom we are forgiven

Cherish these days of quiet life, even through stress, hardship and strife

For the day shall come for all to be in line of sight for all to see

Or taken back to mend our path, a true and happy life at last

The cycle of Life, Death and Birth gives glory to the Mother Earth

She gives and gives nothing to take, for it is our destiny she makes.