Best Poems Written by Lily Scott

Superwoman

When I was younger my mom had a cape. 
I used to believe she was some superhero that came and saved us whenever we needed. 
And I can’t tell you how many times she came to my rescue.

Through scraped knees, broken hearts, blistered fingers and life changing conflicts, she was there holding out her hand.

I used to think my mother owned the world. 
She had a way to make it seem like it stopped spinning when she tucked us in at night. 
Like we were the only things that mattered when the moon fell.

She battled Love, proper balance and belonging for years. But I couldn’t be more appreciative that we were the motive behind her struggles.

She was a wrecking ball labeled with dedication. 
Destroying buildings full of poverty and mental rubbish. 
And she even helped clean up the debris.

I’ve never seen anyone stand so tall after being knocked down so many times. It makes me feel weightless in knowing I have such a gravity shifting role model.

So this Christmas I won’t wish for anything for myself. 
I won’t ask for anything to help sort out my troubled thoughts or materialistic struggles. 
And I certainly won’t entail anything that strays from you being the subject matter of today.

All I do ask is that you Love yourself as much as I Love you.

You are the strongest, most intelligent and most inspiring woman I will ever know and I’m so lucky to be able to call you my mother. 
I am forever cherishing you bringing me into this world and raising me the way you have. I take lessons from you daily and I’ve ended up more than fine.

Thank you, for being you. 
I Love you, mom.

Copyright © Lily Scott | Year Posted 2018