Mother

All through the years
The crying in the night
All through the tears
You were my shining light

Those first steps of walking
Stumbling and falling
Those first words of talking
To you I turned calling

Waking from the nightmares
Sick in bed and on the floor
Grazed knees and brand new scars
Your arms were always an open door

The terror of my first day
How I didn't want to let go
As I heard you softly say
It'll be okay, and it was just so

And when my first love came
Then in a flash it was gone
You said they're not all the same
You gave me strength to carry on

All through the teen years
Oh how I gave you hell
But most were joyful tears
And it turned out well

Through heartbreak and joy
My childhood days were done
Innocence had gone away
My life without you had just begun

And when true love came at last
You stood right by my side
I made you gran with my first
Oh how you beamed with pride

And when my little one tumbled and fell
Then my eye filled with a tear
I knew how you had loved me as well
My baby had nothing to fear

And with those first words
You shared my happiness
I saw in your eyes those worlds
The memories turned to sadness

I saw the ages in your face
The lines not there before
Your body could not keep the pace
Not so strong any more

Yet you were still beautiful
As you ever had been
Yet eyes shown fearful
Of days not yet seen

Weakened by age
I saw you stay strong
Till the very last stage
And your time was not long

As you stumbled and fell
With tears I held your hand
I knew you were not well
And now it was I, to help you stand

And with those last words
I watched you slip away
Broken is my world
I wish you would stay

All through those years
I'm still crying in the night
All through the tears
You're still my shining light
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Kinch  Avatar
February 7, 2018 at 4:00 PM
Such beautiful words. Sorry for your loss.
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