Motherlove

She is sinking slowly into the west, vibrantly aglow
wreathed in gossamer tendrils.
An early riser sings a farewell song to her,
while eastern skies hold fast to night’s embrace.
 
Full formed and heavy with the life she
carries across darkened skies, she will soon slumber.
 
Life stirs, shattering the silence of night.
She slips away behind the line of trees
and peaks of roofs
hovering over windows suddenly lit.
 
The eastern sky is still dim; just a pale hint
of the day to come.
I carry her still
watchfulness
like an amulet into the day.
A mother’s love never strays.
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