Transcendental

From where do you get the instinct..
To hear what I have not even uttered.
How do you get the patience
To handle every bit of my life that’s cluttered.

What gives you the strength…
To run around and meet my needs
I know I will never starve
Until you are there to care for my feeds

From the time I wake up, until I m in bed
You strive merely to bestow me the best
When do you sleep mom, when do you eat?
Do you ever pause to take some rest?

You have taught me how to live
Yet I know you are still there to guide.
You are sure I won’t be lost
Yet I know you will anyways walk by my side

                                                _10/08/2011