Mother

With great joy and pain

she brings forth life.

A beacon of light.

The one who bares her family’s plight.

Likened to a willow tree

she is able to bend low if need be.

She sways as the torrid winds blow.

Gracefully she attends each need.

As the sun rises and a new day dawns;

mother embraces it with open arms.

Surmountable expectations engulf her with

rules and regulations.

Opinions like daggers on every side, leaving mother wanting to run and hide.

Grace, amazing grace is her guide for

times when she is simply fried.

A source of encouragement for all.

Mother comforts and consoles the depths of her children’s souls.

Tending the garden she’s been given.

A legacy, strong and powerful is her influence.

She is there to greet you with utmost diligence.

So, honor mother even when she falters.

After all, we are her sons and daughters.