Eyes close as she holds him gently,
She makes sure to remain tranquil
For her entire world is in her arms.
The Life she created as fragile as the porcelain on the shelf nearby.
Missing the glisten his eyes bring with every moment he rests.
Years pass, his delicacy grows thin as does his mothers figure.
Aging quickly as he begins to search for meaning within.
Building a legacy in his mother...
