A Mother’s Love (For Corwyn Bailey)
By John Kaniecki
Blessings like petals on an infinite flower
Hour after dedicated hour
Nine months or so in the womb
Holding my hand through a child’s gloom
Momma you were family
The all in all to me
The all in all for me
Three years past I let go of your hand
God made His firm demand
And off you were to Beulah Land
I wonder if your robe is white
Or dark as your sacred skin
I know in the untouchable light
We can begin
To love, and forgive
To finally live how life was meant to be
With dignity and honesty
Momma that’s what you taught me
And so much more
A mother’s love who could comprehend?
It has no beginning it has no end
The circle in time is the perfect rhyme
I hear the church bells chime
They lowered you in the ground
And I found
Misty, soft, tears of regret
As if we never met
But Momma
I feel your gentle touch
I hear the whispers in my ear
Though only the Wind is near
A mother’s love
So much to say
A mother’s love
I embrace it today
In every way
