path of dreams

What was once a clear and trodden path
Has all but fallen to the unknown and the ash,
Following the steps that were motherly lain
I learned the ways of the righteous and the sins of the feign,
As a motherly bird you protected the nest
Cuddling innocence, laying fears to rest,
While I near my path of freedom to fly
Do not worry sweet mama your tears I will dry,
One day your chicks will be back in full bloom
Your daughters as brides and your sons as grooms,
Let not your fears overpower your dream
For our love is of that of an everlasting sunbeam,
My hopes are for one day a breeze to behold
The story of a loved grandmother grown wise and grown old.