This morning during my walk
With AMMA I began to talk
About people and things
And how harshness stings
Being blamed for things when I am not at fault
Is like wounds being poured with salt
She smiled through the rays of the sun
And said “My child, with me you are one,
Don't worry about what others say and do;
From the day you came to me, I have been taking care of you,
So why do you weep
When your faith in me is so deep?
Am I not here?
To hold you before you fall, dry your tear and banish fear“
A gentle breeze made me smile
And I know AMMA is there for me all the while.