MOTHER MARGARET
children in her arms close their eyes,
evenings are no longer for beggars
as they were in the old country...
silent children in her arms rest
no wondering or caring
do they now possess...
tears run down Mother Margaret's face
when she thought they were lost,
middle earth sighs its relief
sands along the shoreline lay quiet
as the ocean washes over them...
wizards walked these shores
before Margaret and her children did
evil spells all removed,
dream catchers released,
tender were the thoughts instilled
thousands of years ago...
Mother Margaret sings her songs
praise and thanks to them all,
oceans of the east are saved,
now the travelers all arrive thanking
Mother Margaret and her songs.
September 10, 2024
No comments:
Post a Comment