Mothering

I am older now 

But I feel strength

When you come to me for comfort,

I will cradle you in my right arm

I will fight off demons

And the flu 

And the winter

In the cold of the mountain is a crag in the rock

You can hide there from the wind 

You can shelter

This is me

This is your mother

It is my life

To hold you and comfort you

And teach you how to shelter