A MOTHER'S SONG
When the night grows cold, cling to me, and I will see you through the barrenness of the fear of the dark!.
When dreams crack, and are on the verge of shattering, hold to me, and I will see you through the cruel storms of life that strip away the last shred ov naivete'!.
And when life pours salt and vinegar in your fresh wounds, take my hand and I will guide you over the threshold of pain and to thepeaceful understanding beyond the hurt!.
And when you are battered beyond comprehension and baffled by the false friendships and the betrayals of established trust, run to me, and I will show you that there is still good in this world!.
When you find love, and are stabbed over and over by the difficulty of emotions, I will come alongside you and show you that the blades will only pierce as deep as you let them, and that the pain is only temporary!.Www@QuestionHome@Com