Pictures

I have pictures hanging
Of your sweet face
All around my room
With a loving embrace
I go to sleep at night
and wake up at sun
Your face is the first I see
and when the day is done.
He has pictures hanging
Of my smiling face
All around his room
So he can feel my embrace
He goes to sleep at night
and wakes up at sun
With my love around him
Until the day is done.
I’m not the Mother who gets him dressed
Who holds him when he cries
But I will always love him.
A Picture never lies.