From the hallows of Fall when my baby left my womb
Winter makes me move
Sightless through a steady snow
Each day a step to hold back the fall

We are reunited in the Spring
In body
But I do not know his breath or his heart or his body
He is watching for the thaw

By Summer I am soft again
I recognize his eyes
My, how you have grown!
My boy, my baby
And I am your Mother

These are the tides that move me