A tribute to the mother...

God could not be everywhere all the time,
and therefore he made you, my mother.
I look upon you and your unconditinal love,
when operose times strifle me and bother.

You were the witness when I acquired the first step
and went unfirm, woozily across the floor.
You crusaded and cheered: propped and guided,
until my steps finally maneuvered me out the door.

I miss all those things you have to offer now
your tenderness,affection,and even rare wrath.
You always buoyed me up at those time of blues
with all those smiles you sent to my path.

You are the softest, sweetest, most endearing of all,
and you know more of heaven than even angels can recall.
Your love is like rippling, gratifying buds in spring;
the splendid sunrise that makes even mountains go sing.

A flash of your smile can brighten my any moment;
you are the sunshine which lightens my every day.
Your love will remain with me always and forever
and touch my life in every possible precious way.

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