my Mother

my Mother's soul is the music of the sea
the hum of the waves and the whisper of the breeze
her song is the harmony of seagulls crying
and the laughter of small children
her footprints stretch the miles over years
long past
and even as the tide sweeps them into the ancient ocean
she goes on and on leaving love on the way...
my Mother's heart is the warmth felt at the hearthstone of lifes eternal flame
the hope that exudes from any dawn...
wether it be grey and misty...or bright and blue....
her heart is the Giving Tree i'd read about..when i was a child....
and it grows and grows....
my Mother's eyes are portals to the wonder that is life
to the things we keep beneath the surface..only she can see...
through the walls we build to hide ourselves
shes sees beauty like a fountain of liquid miracles
and captures it in the wells of her creativity
my Mother's hands are the carpenters of charity
building shelters out of her own sacrifice
making things grow where there was nothing......
her hands are worn from their endless use
but they are still strong enough to hold my hand when i am lost
my Mother's smile is a universe to behold
with all the dazzle of galaxies and the simplicity of a moonlit summers night
id stand in the path of shadows to preserve that light
my Mother's dreams for me are the roots of the flower that i will become
as i am striving to push through the tough soil of my destiny and emulate her.....
her dreams are my dreams and where the road turns and I must find my own way..
her essence is my guide........
my Mother is only one person with one life to live...
but i can see that all the lives she has touched
have given her immortality......
and that i have been blessed to be her daughter
will sustain me in even the most difficult of times.....
Thank You Mom......