Mother Goddess....

Hair on fire...
narrow slitted eyes

dark as coals...
Ears drawn back,

flattened like an angry cat
hissing through gritted teeth...
The earth moved
I was in trouble...

Dark and ominous

like an impending storm.
The room filled with her presence...
GINGER ANN!!!!
The sound of the last 'N' taking
a distinctivly higher pitch...
and my life would pass before my eyes.

But when the fury of the tempest passed
and the darkness receded,
Brown eyes smiled warmth and safety...
Sanctuary in a hostile world
the laughter and joy

in the silly things
Acceptance

and belief in a better you
Warm and nurturing

She was also candles and gentle rains
the smell of dinner in an empty house
She, a fashion queen

her daughter in cowboy boots
A child she didn't understand,
but really did...
Cameleon molded

to her children's needs
Larger than life, ever present,

Ever watching...

Shaper, molder of character

and being
even now, even more,

that she's gone.

I was raised by a Goddess...