by Kerry Schlueter

Created on: February 17, 2008

Mother

I left behind what created me,
She who held me in her arms
And whispered to me as a bairn.

I left behind what made me woman
She who inspired my freedom,
My angry spirit though quiet demeanor.

Oh Mother!

In your watery eyes of the sea
On a stormy day, or the tresses
Of thick abundance, and the
Strong and firm build, I see
Where I came from, who
I am, what I can be.

Oh Mother!

I left behind what raised me
She who fed me the foods
Of our kind, and the lore of our land.

I left behind what I love
She who I will repay one day
And whom I speak of as wise and good.

Oh Mother!

Can you see that you've made
Many lives better, given your heart
And your soul and asked for
Nothing. I who came from you
Mother, carry your name in my heart.

Oh Mother...

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