Her ageless face
Her jet black hair
The way she wears confidence and composure.
The long hours she works
The long sleepless nights
The way her thoughts race like bird wings.
The way she smiles and laughs.
The long days of fatigue
The long years of pain written on her face
The way she says that we are everything to her.
The ways she speaks her mind.
My mom will always be in my heart.