- When the rain hits my head,
a mother stands tall and proud,
like a pillar of light in the dark.
Each leaf bends to meet her gaze,
the gentle breeze carries her laughter,
her voice still so pure and true.
Her hands are warm with care,
they hold the fragile things they can't speak,
but she does not want us to miss them.
In the quiet of the night,
she lies still in her sleep,
staying silent because she knows her name.
No one can guess what it takes for her to wake up again,
for her to feel so heavy and heavy,
that I could see through her eyes,
and hear the words that fill my soul.
Her laughter is a song unspoken,
her touch is something we must hold dear,
but we cannot speak for her, nor can we hide.
In this moment, she stands alone,
but she knows we are not alone.
She doesn't need us to know,
she needs just the one thing that I miss most,
the love within her sleep,
the light in her heart,
the warmth that fills my soul.
And yet, when I look at her face,
her smile is so small,
but it's enough for me to feel safe,
to know she is safe from the world around.
Her laughter is a song of love,
a whisper of hope,
and in this moment, I can't turn away.
The rain falls softly,
the leaves bend again,
her voice still so pure and true.
Her hands are warm with care,
they hold the fragile things they cannot speak,
but she does not want us to miss them.
In the quiet of the night,
she lies still in her sleep,
staying silent because she knows her name.
No one can guess what it takes for her to wake up again,
for her to feel so heavy and heavy,
that I could see through her eyes,
and hear the words that fill my soul.
Her laughter is a song unspoken,
her touch is something we must hold dear,
but we cannot speak for her, nor can we hide.
In this moment, she stands alone,
but she knows we are not alone.
She doesn't need us to know,
she needs just the one thing that I miss most,
the love within her sleep,
the light in her heart,
the warmth that fills my soul.
And yet, when I look at her face,
her smile is so small,
but it's enough for me to feel safe,
to know she is safe from the world around.
Her laughter is a song of love,
a whisper of hope,
and in this moment, I can't turn away.
The rain falls softly,
the leaves bend again,
her voice still so pure and true.
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