A Daughter Love

You lay prop with
The color of Love
Sound asleep
As you dream,
Travel beyond
With your head
Wrap, golden sweater
Wore unending,
Hand in the back
Of your Silver hair,
Sometimes I want
To weep because I love you
Want more for me, more for you
And miss you when you are far
Away from me—mother
So sleep, sleep
as the music play low
I quietly sing lullaby to me
Lullaby to you.