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