i know a little woman full of fear.
her shoulders were not so broad
and she was often overawed
by the little things which she held dear.
but what she had was a heart of gold;
the kind which was the envy of every soul;
the kind which kept a family whole.
to clothe us in warmth she burned herself;
for our comfort she waged her health.
she is dawn’s first ray after the longest night;
in complete darkness our guiding light;
doing her human best to teach us right.
she is the shore where land meets sea;
no matter how violently the sea waves crashed ashore,
she embraced them tenderly all the same.
i know this little woman full of love;
forgive me my mother; i love you.
Happy Mother’s Day to mother’s everywhere. : )
To the children:
She has been, is and will be your mother all the days; from when you were birthed into the world, to the day you are returned to the earth. While man-made occasions like this serve as a helpful reminder for us to be grateful and thankful (as well as a reason for celebration!), I hope you will take it to heart to love them no less on the ordinary days, and on days which are less than ordinary.
And to my own mother:
Forgive me for being ungrateful.
I love you.