My Mother And Home

22 Apr 2022  C. chou  1 min read.

From the shelter
That she offers

From the bountiful food
That she shares

A smile spreads
Across my lips

As I lay in her welcoming arms,
Knowing that in her warm hands,
I am home.

Across her luscious body,
I roam,
Trusting her to provide for me.

I become
In her sweet scents

Knowing that in her loving grace,
She could never
Bear to charge rent

I watch her,
By her transcendental beauty

Her lush greens,
Her ever present blues
And I’m sure that nothing can compare

Her beauty and kindness unparalleled
For nothing could ever replace
My lovely Mother Earth

C. Chou
C. Chou

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