Mommy Dear

Mommy dear,
Can't you see
There is nothing to grieve?

The sorrow of your soul grows stronger
When you let your mind ponder.

Release your anthems of joy
And proclamations of love
That you keep so locked up
And your world will turn sweet!
Sweet like the apples you so joyously eat
In the depths of the night
When most minds are in fright.
You have beat them there,
These treacherous demons,
When you prance on their battle ground
And indulge in God's sweet treat.
You win that round!
Can't you see?

So shut off your mind
And concept of time
And you will see
That you have the victory.