Mommy
By: April Terry
12/2006
Mommy don’t you see,
What is happening here?
You are being consumed,
By your own hate.
Mommy don’t you know,
How to be happy?
You must find,
Your inner beauty.
Mommy don’t you trust me,
Anymore?
In that trust,
Is the light.
Mommy don’t you want,
To feel good inside?
Just take my hand,
And follow me.
Shallow your pride,
And take a step.
Mommy don’t you want,
To find the light?
Open your heart,
And release the cold.
Mommy I know,
This is going to be hard!
But trust me,
I had to do it too.
Mommy don’t you want,
To fly like me?
Spread your wings,
And be free.
Mommy don’t you know,
The wind will catch you?
Its only purpose,
Is to soar upon.
Mommy don’t be scared,
I am here,
I will fly beneath you,
And if your wings
Shall fall short of faith,
I will catch you.
Mommy don’t you know,
What I hold within me?
I have the faith of the world,
Within my heart.
Mommy I love you,
And its time for you,
To love yourself.
