My first poem, "A Mother Chants: I'll Be There For You"

When dark and lonely is the night,
And for miles, there is no one in sight,
When you find no hand to help you;
no lips to console too;
or the back to carry the burden of your plight;
or even the eyes crying with you, are nowhere in sight,
When you have lost all your courage and hope,
and lie in front of you, difficulties you cannot cope,
When you feel sad and down,
Don't just stand there and frown.
Call my name and I'll be there for you.
Hold my hand and I'll walk with you.
There is no need to cry or shed your tears,
for, I'll help you face all your fears.
I'll give you all, for which I hear your sighs,
my hands, my back, my lips, and my eyes.
The hands that rocked your cradle;
the back that you made your saddle;
the lips that caressed you with love and might;
the eyes that shimmered at your first sight;
For, all I want is, my son, for you to know,
Come what may, I'll be there for you!