with a proud jaw, a crown of rays on her head,

and skin radiant under the star that raised us both.

her face is animated

passionate in a way that breeds envy

the same passion that she used to bring me into this world,

through my mother, and my mother's mother.

I talk to her, and The Mother, before I close my eyes,

grateful for another day of living because she did.

She watches over me all night,

and when the sun comes up

she rests.