Mommy

Mother tossed her hair into the wind and I
Remember seeing it fly and seem to lift her off into the air like
Indian Spirits were said to. I don't know if the Indian spirits ever returned, though.
All I know is she didn't.
Must be floating somewhere there in the heavens worried
sick as an leper wondering where I am. Well mother
I'm right here, waiting for you to sing my name and search for me and
Pull me back into your arms and remind me of your wide endless love for me.
I'm waiting.