The Perfect Mom
She was there for me when
I took my first breath.
It was she that offered comfort
as I lay my head on her chest.
It was her hand that reached for mine
whenever I would stumble.
And it was her soft voice I heard
when the storm outside would rumble.
It was her eyes that filled with tears
when I made my very first A.
And it was her ear that would listen
when I had a bad day.
It was her lips that smiled at me
filled with such pride.
When I brought into this world
her very first grandchild.
It was her arms that held me
when I laid my husband to rest.
And it was her words of encouragement
that kept me from falling off the edge.
It was her mind that taught me
how to be strong.
And it was her heart that taught me
to admit when I was wrong.
It was her life that I prayed for
night after night.
And it was my selfishness that
constantly pushed her to fight.
It was her face that told me
she had finally found peace.
And that her time here was over
as I was overcome with grief.
It was my cries that could be heard
for many miles I know.
And it was my tears that stained
the satin roses lying beneath her name in stone.
It is my heart that feels her
everywhere I go.
And it is her spirit that will keep me safe
until God calls me home.
She was there for me
when I took my very first breath.
And I was there for her
when she took her very last.
She is in Heaven now waiting
with wide open arms.
Because that is what she is
she's The Perfect Mom.
Copyright © Kristina Radford | Year Posted 2009
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