"Mother's Calm Face"

In the dawn of my life, I saw only harsh light. Then next was my mother's face, And my world became calm. Things changed as I grew, And I learned as I went about. I laughed and played And never had a care then. Wonderous events began, Within the Spring of my life; Realizing the world was different, Than when I was a babe. My mother became older, As I grew into adulthood, And my needs changed as well, Within the Summer of my life. I still look upon my mother's face, And always become calm. She gives me something That no one else can. Now it is the Fall of my life, And aging becomes a look of wrinkles. I wonder what will happen next, And how much longer there is. I am not afraid at all, Because I know mother is still here. The calmness of her face, Will get me thru it all. She's in the Winter of her life, you see, And I know it won't be long. I will miss her terribly, When she goes to heaven. Whatever life brings to me, I will handle it with care. For I know mother will be there, Waiting with calmness on her face. by Jann Newland ©November 2006