Broken thoughts

Stand in the rain

Chase a tornado

Measure the wave

Walk into a backdraft

Find your child

A lifetime of nights

A moment frozen

A record skips

Find your child’s heart

Love your child

Time wants you

You do don’t move on

Find your child

Find your love

Your heart burns,

Aches,

skips beats.

But you stand stoic

You are strong

You will fight

You will

Find your child

You will not be burnt

Fire rages

You stand strong

See this night along

Then your child breathes

Your child talks

Your child loves again

The sun rises

The rain falls

We move forward

The record spins on

This is mother

This is life

This is forever

my love.

– Carma Christina

– 2016

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