Mother's Eyes

Mother’s Eyes

Sitting in the dark, Mother at my side.
Staring at my face, for the tears I try to hide.

“I know the symptoms quite well my son, I’ve watched the last few years.
I’ve seen you cry many times, I know all of your fears.”

I turn my face into the night avoiding my Mother’s eyes.
As I stare into the dark my soul begins to cry.

“Don’t hold it in, let it free. You’re a man out of your time.
Honor and chivalry are long gone, your beliefs are not a crime”.

I look into my Mother’s eyes as tears begin to flow.
Reaching out with a Mother’s love she looks into my soul.

“You believe in bygone days of love and trust, never to stray.
You make me proud the way you live and lucky is the girl you sway”.

Staring at the glistening stars I feel my body shudder.
Lost in the dark, drifting away like a ship without a rudder.

First her eyes and then her touch show the love of a Mothers devotion.
On her shoulders I begin to weep releasing years of built emotions.