My Mother

MY MOTHER Mother more than just a word; my mother is where my life began. My mother protected me from the world bonding together from the beginning. Safely tucked away I would spend the next nine months listening to her heart beat, gently floating in water. Our blood would mix and nourishment she supplied to me. My world and hers suddenly changed when my birth came about. No matter the pain we both endured, comfort quickly came as I found my way into her arms! Together we would make our way in this world as nothing compares to the love of my mother. We listened to the birds singing, watched the lightning bugs, and talked of things on earth and heaven. My mother taught me love and gentleness’. Early in life I developed a sixth sense. I knew, “I had a guardian angel” and “God was always with me”. Growing up was not so easy and I made many mistakes. Many times I did not understand my mother and swore she could not love me. I was looking through the eyes of a child and did not look through hers till aged and wiser! My mother continued to love me forgiving my blunders in life for we bonded early when my heart first began to beat. With the passing of time my mother proud and supportive always tells me of her love for me. At times when I look in the mirror, looking back at me is my mother! I know life as I know one day may end however; my mother and I having shared life from the start will always be bonded in the heart. My mother gave from her heart and soul. Now to you my mother, in your honor; I dedicate and give this poem with all my love from all my heart! Your, Daughter Debbie Dew! July 20, 2011