The Mother

Kel Lines-Sutton

I wrote this when I lost my daughter.

Through all my pain I could not see,
Why she took my child from me,
"My Lady" I cried in the night,
What can I do to make this right,
On my pillows tears soaked through,
Heartache in my soul untrue,
And then I felt her arms round me,
Her voice a lilting melody,
Your child is safe within my breast,
She does not sleep,she does not rest,
A gay small child with hair of white,
She dances all the day and night,
A light she brings unto these lands,
So fair of face,such grace of hand,
I never meant to cause you pain,
One day you'll see her face again,
When she comes back,to guide your path,
To me she'll bring you with a laugh,
So happy all the day she is,
Certain in the love you give,
Let me wipe your tears away,
Be your Mother and your stay,
I will never leave your side,
When you need me child just cry,
Call my name and I will come,
All your life I'll be the one