I gaze through the tempered glass and there is the newest flower blooming strongly.
It shows the love that my mother has tendered, no requests...

and if you peer into my ocean eyes,  you can see the reflection of her love as her body grew me...
once again she has bestowed her grace upon me.

finally I know that I do not need another...
for she is everything, my mother.

6Jan19 ~ Rachael Hays •