Constant Eyes

A mother’s love is unrelenting,
Impervious to compromise,
Often silent, always open,
Vigilant, with constant eyes.

Nothing else holds more importance

Than the safety of her child,
Every hope, every dream,
Every trivial trick or trial
Are met and dealt with confidence,
Weighing all the evidence,
Dealing out the consequence,
Both prosecutor and defense.

I grew up in a home of love,

No pretention or disguise.
All that I am or hope to be I owe to
Mother’s constant eyes.

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