A Mother's Love, A Tornado's Embrace
Your love, Mom, is like a storm,
A Mother's Love, A Tornado's Embrace
A whirlwind, fierce and far from norm.
It sweeps through my life with tender rage,
A force of nature, stage by stage.
It spins with care, a vortex deep,
A tempest wild, yet soft to keep.
Your arms, like winds, encircle tight,
To shield me, guard me, through darkest night.
The thunder roars, your voice of might,
To shatter my fears, bring back the light.
In chaos born, you find your grace,
A calming eye in my life's fast race.
Like rooftops torn and skies that bend,
Your love reshapes but doesn’t end.
No matter wreckage is in its path,
You clear, you heal, escape no wrath.
For in your fury lies your care,
A passion no one can quite compare.
A storm that builds, a storm that stays,
Your love, Mom, an eternal blaze.
Copyright © Jami Patt | Year Posted 2025
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