My Matron 2

My mother is a beacon of strength, she taught me how to relinquish and re ascend She showed me that forgiveness brings freedom, and only love and time a broken heart can mend She has beard burdens of hardship only a mother can endure Fragmented and defeated her heart a tad bruised my mother would endeavor still her child to reassure From a babe in arms to an adolescent with struggles of my own my mother was my constant, her alone! Her back she could have turned yet she picked me up enduringly when I was cut to the bone The pubescent years were the most trying of all. For her child faced illness and hurt which she could not deflect Her eyes must have shed uncountable tears as time and again she stood by my bed wanting only my future perfect Now a woman in my own right, I am able to reflect and acknowledge my mother’s strife As a woman I am able to comprehend what it means to be a mother and a wife The bond between a mother and a child begins prenatal through the years the bond is verified and subdued Our bond has been conserved through forgiveness and love, the sentiments we bestow on our hearts it is tattooed. My Matron! My mother these words were intricately chosen only for you Have faith when I articulate my gratitude for everything you do. You are my mother and I am your child forever we shall share an un-moving bond from your heart to mine. This I shall cherish with great respect and appreciation for my mother, I shall love you through all of time!!!