Relationships

Time fades into bubbles of thin mist,

Even the wind comes to my window with a gist,

Hues of silhouette wander from here to there,

Just like the sunsets from east to west,

From being a daughter to daughter-in-law,

Is as complicated transformation of social law,

However being a wife to a mother,

Brings a complete yet instinctive change,

Initially, you are self-motivated and centered,

But maternal love changes that to broad-minded,

How lovely does nature engulf all of that,

I am just overwhelmed at it still of yet