Dewdrops and Whispers

The dewdrops and the whispers
and the angels way up high
are reaching down to connect
all the rivers with the sky

So the greatest mountain's voice
is roaring down to all the birds
for them to echo little songs
to those who haven't heard

It's a day with my mother
there's no one else around
the stores seem so crowded
in the middle of this town
oh, a sweet day of happiness
while spreading silent cheer
just making...many memories
with my mother, I cherish dear

Oh, just like a red rose blooming
her pretty petals are reaching high
and the dewdrops are the whispers
from all the angels...in the sky

Such a soft day of togetherness
and so a light in me does shine
just knowing, that from Heaven
comes this mother I call mine

We've mastered all completely
all those precious little songs
even birdies...come to listen
and sometimes they sing along
The wind chimes with our music
flowing gently through the leaves
just to share with us the melodies
all planned out...for mom and me

The ocean brings in tunes of love
driven by...the rolling waves
capturing the inner souls
of both, of us, today

So dancing in the circle
of this bond from my birth
lies a little vine entwined
between the depths of earth
A beautiful and crimson rose
is just my mother standing high
and I'm one of the many leaves
holding her up to Heaven's eye

Ah, the springtime days of beauty
fluttering such...a butterfly's free
and all the angels sprinkle dewdrops
to shine their love on mom and me

© MaryJane Garrison
All Rights Reserved 2003