My mother

My mother~ the reason my heart begins to beat, my guardian angel, my warm blanket of comfort. In her care, my dreams take root and bloom; she is my guiding light through every storm. She is the song most suited to my dance, the wellspring of love, of kindness, of care— the only star in my ocean’s sky, the reason I sparkle like sunlit gems, the hearth where every hope is kindled, my chest of love, my tender warmth. My mother~ my first teacher, firm yet kind, a compass when my path grew dim. She taught me how to brave life’s storms and guided me with patient strength toward the light of wiser choices~ the voice of right when right felt far.