Tag: mom

• Rose

  Before I even met you
  How could I imagine then
  The smell and sound of heaven
  That does permeate my skin

  The way you know your purpose
  As each rain drop pounds the tin
  You burst into each moment
  Like you own each how and when

  I’d never predict the force
  That begets the rising sun
  To throw back all the curtains
  And fire off the starting gun

  You captivate a moment
  In a field of gravity
  Sharp thorns protecting roses
  That will shake humanity

  May I never hold you back
  From confronting joy or strife
  Because you were born to lead
  And I to give you life

• The Archer in the Jungle

  If the world was a jungle like it used to be
  You’d be a lion with the heart of a monkey
  Surveying the land with precision and speed
  Calculating the risk of each grassy reed

  Your wit is mystical and deep in your nature
  A Master of your habitat—both destroyer and creator
  The land of your future is vast and unknown
  But out in the wild you’re a king on your throne

  You pull back your bow and aim at your prey
  A poisonous arrow of delightful melee
  The rest of the jungle is forced to surrender
  Into this world of magic and adventure

  So I know if I had the chance to inhabit
  A different land that was peaceful and lavish
  I’d trade rubies and pearls and Dom Perignon
  To live in the jungle just to be your mom

  # archer, jungle, mom, son