Whirling and swirling Your mood shifts like the changing winds Violent and full of force I stand, a wall amidst the chaos Unmoving and unbreaking Though I crumble a little Your tears fall like rain Your rain whips at my heart like tiny razors Still I stand, unmoving and unbreaking At least while you’re storming Late at night I am my own storm Until I quiet to a trickle For you once more, unmoving and unbreaking Because a mothers love is unconditional