She who rocks the babies
also holds the world,
shelters the future within
her arms.

Her soft humming
of lullabies
echoes those of the past
and stretches
into those of the future,
linking each and every generation,
entwining all together,
lacing together the past
and the future.

Her soft-spoken voice
echoes
in the minds of all,
ringing
in the ears
of children
and world leaders.

She's the ever-present
everlasting guardian.

She answers to
Mom,
Mother,
and Mommy.

- Hannah Jo, 2009

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