Stays At My Side (A Mother's Love) Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

STAYS AT MY SIDE (A MOTHER'S LOVE)
Her life is known throughout time to compass the emotions of trust and nurture from within her womb.

Time is bringing her into the cries of the night as she secures her freedom from unknown territory.

She embodies the fulfillment of love without end and creates touches of splendor for tears to enjoy.

She stays at my side with nights filled with sleeplessness to enjoy the sanctuary of my tranquility.

Coming of age in your timeline, she disposes of days that your walk begins with steps of amazement.

She empowers you to collect your ways and unleashes your lessons of thinking towards the sun.

Abiding with love, she protects the unsuspecting heart with knowledge of matters of the heart.

She stays at my side when the windows of my eyes are infiltrated to capture my songs of love.

Constant with my heartbeat, she donates her warm touches to outside hands that are orphaned in love.

The tenderness of her affections is seen in the eyes of her help meet as she encamps his emotions.

Wrapped in serenity she confiscates the pain of her offspring with whispers of soft eyes in her smile.

Her heart is canonized with her songs of compassion; she dances on the moon for melodies of afflictions.

She stays at my side with tears of deceitful salutations that prolong the agony of her sustaining creation.

Suffocating with the life that her days have contended with her, she uplifts your meaning to heaven.

Drinking the wells of your conditions of your life lost, she surrenders to her daily bread for your escape.

The seasons of her conditions are without changes as she masterminds your abilities of changes.

She stays at my side when the ocean's path has pleaded guilty of destruction when it crossed the sands.

The daughter of her womb is guided towards fatal attractions; she drowns into unforeseen nights.

Manipulating time, she endures the streets to capture unsolicited prowesses for heartbeats of nature.

Soldiering the task of humanity, she dissects the world and encounters the night with her heart.

Holding fast the love of her namesake, she foretells the danger and crusades the heartbeat of man.

She stays at my side in the grave of my torture and produces the actions of unconditional love.



April 8,2015