As loving and caring as the
person you call mother
Our eyes glide over, all that she
does, unseen.
The worrying, praying, cooking
and keeping the house clean
Our clothes were folded and
placed in our drawers,
She mysteriously always knew
which socks were mine and which ones were yours.
Dinner was made without
hesitation.
She made sure to include meat,
dairy and vegetation.
Mom would eat last and what was left in
a hurry,
It was usually cold, but she didn't seem worried.
Our tears were always wiped, our
cheeks soft with kisses.
That comfort and tenderness now
everyone misses.
We were told, I love you, more
times than I can remember.
Starting from January clear
through to December.
As time went on we all moved
away.
We were now raised and had no
reason to stay.
Her day to day job with us was
now through.
Excect for the occasional dinner we'd show up for out of the blue.
We moved out and on and had kids of
our own.
It still feels so strange to us, even
though we're grown.
Examples she taught me and my
brothers.
Are all that which helps me to
now be a mother.
My kids will one day thank me for
all that I do
And I will say, I know…..I had a
mother too.
by none other than me.
Happy Mothers Day !
