My Mother
Here is a precious person, someone I know well,
the thought of life without her I could never tell.
Growing up I took for granted moments I cannot replace,
They have now become memories I am unable to erase.
I wish I took more time to show her how much I truly care,
there was so much of myself I could have learned to share.
But that is the past, today I have something I want to give,
Because with her in my life, she keeps encourging me to live.
No matter my mistakes I feel there is nothing I need to hide,
There is a trust between us I know I will always be able to confide.
Over time I see myself becoming more and more like her,
A Spirit of Compassion carrying the kind of love that's pure.
I'm thankful for my Mother, she is an angel wo carries me through,
Without seeing her daily in my life, I don't know what I would do.
written by :
Heather Marie
Copyright © Heather Lemen | Year Posted 2011
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