Mother's Day

I can see the porch From where I stand My mother sat so quietly there The sunlight touched her silver hair Her eyes were closed As if in prayer. My observance of her lingered there What she'd been through in all those years Remarkably, she showed no fear Her strength seemed to be within Always there when you needed a friend. I stepped out to join her on the porch She looked up at me and smiled, and patted the seat beside her So I sat down, and immediately felt her arm go across my shoulder. We sat and chatted for a while And every other word, there was that smile I'll never forget her wonderful way And every day that comes is Mother's Day!