MY MOTHER

My mother my everything so rare Like a diamond blooming with pure love Not to be compared to or bargained for A very precious and priceless gem My life giver right from the womb Before existence even now and forever A leaning shoulder in times of despair. My mother my redeemer in times of loses Comforts with her rejuvenating speeches Picks me up from nothing to everything Giving me awareness and insight to thrive Without hesitating or fear of the unknown My mantle of grace in all dealings and wins My anchor in all realms of possession and actions. My mother my warrior warring my adversary Leading me to victory over all obstacles easily The remedy for all my illness or complaint Supporting without any hidden intentions or profit Liberating me from any denial, setback and chains Unique but meek, courageous, wise and inspirational Words can't comprehend her attributes so enigmatic.