The Kindness of a Mother
We breathlessly watch the pelting rain
bubbling in puddles of rising fog;
it's April and spring has brought
fragrant blossoms and flowers,
but it keeps hummingbirds away.
" Rain is another blessing from Heaven,"
mom tells us smiling radiantly; we nod
not understanding the meaning of her words,
but tomorrow, in adulthood, they'll make sense.
" Love as I have loved you and hold hands,"
mom says these beautiful words caressing us;
we giggle and hug her to make her feel
that she's loved more than anybody.”
We watch the mighty sun break through
the clustered clouds; it's time for us to run
outside and chase after the leaping frogs,
" Be careful, children...they are very small,
but you can hold them," mom says lovingly.
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