A Mother's Long Journey...
Someone is holding me,
arms around me,
soft breath in my hair,
Hand on my hand.
And I am holding someone (or two)
hair on my cheek,
soft breathing on my chest,
my arms are full,
and the great wheel of stars turns around me,
rocks to music of chimes
as I round myself around two I love,
safe in my arms of two who loves me.
* Modified Poem by Unknown Author
