SECOND MOTHER, FIRST

Mama...mine,
Mother's...all,
Women...all,
I sense the Truth in you,
As though, it does flourish thete.
Ticktock, that the collection of Peacekeepers might begin to rise, within, first, to solve our great thirst.

(Knowing Laughter...)

Mother's are a tireless reflection of (H)eartH's roundness.
The child's needs.

(Less rigid and systematic instruction, more observance.
Be like them- loving, needful, true.)

I love you!

Happy Mother's Day Everyday!
The offspring of our wonderment
Comes from your royal carriage,
A procession of delightful kinship...

(H)eartH of Mother, Water of Father, One,
Birth of Child, as precious as the Sun.

God bless... 💚✌️

© 2017 Mark Richard Prime


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