Mother My Beacon

God equipped you to be that beacon in the thick of the storms- For your light radiates from your soul at its appointed time. The care in your eyes give peace to those in your presence- The mighty sequoias are beneath your meek and small statue. Frail yet precise arms possess the power to embrace the lost. Mother.. Strength of your back raises those with no courage of their own- Til your footsteps become weak and give way to the heavy load. Yes, our Heavenly Fathers Grace and His Mercy both carried you- You dear Mother are the fresh wind that blows in my new season. When the thickness of despair almost takes my breath away. Acknowledgement of Mother Maxwell