Angry Teeth + Battle Cries

Who was that with you
When you stopped and waved
When you looked at me, mouthed,
Mam... be brave...

Was it god do you think, because
I think it was
See ...I saw his hands form the
holy cross
And then... his smile so wide
Like he'd won a prize
I knew my blessing he sought
Not my wailing cries

And I ran at him then
Through those haunting skies
With my teeth clamped tight and
an angry fist
Till I fell to my knees, curbed
my battle cries,
For son,
I saw his vast love for you
There in his eyes

M P 3/11/22