NATURE'S MOTHER

gorgeous glow to your skin , grass at your feet, harmonious children and fresh fruit pungent and sweet , a face in silhouette monet would look in amazement lakes cast a soft light when you glow and rivers that travel far in your name cement sands are quickly becoming land , flowers a distant cousin clouds fresh with dew from the mountain and winds so close it's no great imaging we get a second coming let your beauty be felt with words so fat each word ever be bathed in gold