Mother, every breath shared.

Every step a hop, skip and a jump,

to keep touch, to keep in front.

As you guide young eyes

through misty forests, where nothing sleeps

and hungry wolves wait for

lame ducks and lost sheep.

 

Wanderers stray and lose their way.

But patient anchor waits,

anticipates their return with a firm hand,

open arms and a warm heart.

 

Radar waves not goodbye

but pulses unbroken,

no boundaries known,

no words spoken.

 

Maternal beacon shines

beyond galaxies shores

and pours out love

in the stars secret code.