Open your eyes, little child
It's no longer dark, can you feel the Sun?
Should I bring it down so you can hold it in your arms?
If it sounds good, give me a light nod

Can you hear that? Space is calling.
Come with me, we'll build a spaceship
Hold my hand close and don't drop it
Let's take it to the Moon or wherever you feel is cool

Hold your breath a little longer
Isn't the spacesuit the coolest thing, hm?
It's time to let go of the world and it's unspoken words
Let the people who made you sad stay
So, what do you say?

You'll be surprised to know
It's all vip for you
There's never-ending pixie dust
And everything you desire
Just close your eyes and picture it for me.

Woooh... The road's a bit shaky
But that's part of the takeoff
Would you like a hug?
It's good to know we'll only go up

Will you be surprised to know,
That I'm not much smarter than you
I might be a hero for you but I'm weak for me
Younger me, please love me and I'll love you too

Closed my eyes and i can feel you.
Open your eyes, little child.

With him I eat, with him I sleep hugging,
With him I talk love, who kiss me senselessly,
"Teddy Baby, why is your cotton out there?
Did someone tear you?
Let me heal it."
In memories of tenderness,
In which we both believe.
Each kiss, a sweet promise, each hug, a soft sigh,
In this world of comfort,
Just you and I.

Dawn
by Michael R. Burch

for Beth and Laura, and all good mothers

Bring your peculiar strength
to the strange nightmarish fray:
wrap up your cherished ones
in the golden light of day.

                                  Amen

Originally published by The Lyric

Keywords/Tags: Motherhood, good mothers, maternal, nurturing, caring, strength, courage, love, compassion, tenderness, human angels, golden light

This is the sad song
Of men and women
Who create offspring
When they don’t like children.
They set their minds up
To repeatedly bear them
To avoid askance looks
And any open criticism.

So they suffer and complain
About what a heavy burden
It is for them to have to
Put up with their children.
Each day with the rugrats
Nets no child any praise
They see not much beauty
In the offspring they raise.

If a soul deprived mother
Never felt love of her own
She has none to spare,
No patience to condone.
The talk of these parents
Is of not having any peace,
No time of their own then,
No feeling of surcease.

It’s as if a child born
Has but few years to grow
Before needing to be an adult
Who will automatically know.
That they must know to parent
The sick adult needy one
Who doesn’t seem to like them
Or anything much they have done.

This is the sad tune of those
Who made many awful choices
But still have no use for any
Of loving, advising voices.
It’s a song too many sing;
The music heart breaking,
Yet few of those parents know
The sense of trust they are taking.

I'm so sure you woke up next to your wrong side and said
"Nah, I'm gonna win today because you're not my partner in crime today"
It's efficient the way I can change perspectives to what I need at the moment
It's a chance I need to take in order to make believe I can make it.

No matter the consequences
It's about how much I can win today
Before the air in my lungs give out
And the skip in my feet give in

I hope you know how much I care, because you were always there
Your presence is always around
It made me believe in the right ideas
It made me believe I can do no wrong
I know I can be cruel sometimes
But I can be a good person
When the day comes that I don't try
Please remind me with a gentler nudge
Gentler than the way my mouth is quick
And my hands are heavy
Kinder that the daggers in my eyes
When I judge every boy who is in love
Meeker than a toddler going up to an elder brother
Asking him to help fix any precious moment he has left in this stage of his life
I can't help but see the light of day in the most bleak moment
It's everything I ever wanted
It's everything I ever hoped for
It's not the light at the end of the battle
It's the light every moment continued to become alive for
Hope is not a jousting contest
Where the truth fights with the facts
It's about something that you need cultivated
It's about something you need to promise
Make that pact with yourself
You cannot be wise
If you cannot admit to not knowing.
Make believe in the truth about yourself
That you can be carefree, with responsibility.
I love you
I hope you never lose the ability to be loving
Loving others with the light and strength that you know needs to be worked on
Be a light for others
Be a light that blind in strength
A light that blinds out complacency
A light that grows plants
And creates life