A Mother's Lament

A poem I wrote for a competition, about a mother and daughter parting.

As the morning dew drops from my window
My tears match those outside
As I watch her slowly walk away
God's tears and mine coincide

As the morning sun begins to trickle through
I see it dance upon her hair
As I watch her glance around
It's nearly more than I can bear

As the morning brought a daughter years ago
I had a joyful song in my heart
As I watched her then, I never knew
How cruelly we would part

As the early birds begin to sing
My heart rebels against the song
For my song today is a different tune
I ponder what went wrong

As I hear children come out to play
I wish we could turn back the clock
Back to childhood innocence
Where love could not be lost

As I watch her disappear from sight
My heart pleads with her not to go
But words are harsh, and she can't see my tears
As the morning dew drops from my window.