Mom’s Books, My Journey In quiet hours,I find her,in the books she left behind,her thoughts,captured in the margins.Words of wisdom,in faded ink,lessons she didn’t teach aloud,but knew,I’d one day discover.Her handwriting,a comforting presence,guiding me through pages,of stories we never shared,yet,always connected us.Mom’s voice,silent now,speaks through these books,revealing truths,I wasn’t ready to hear,until now.I turn each…
Stars in Her Eyes In the night sky,Glimmers so bright,I see your smile,Shining with light.Stars form letters,Messages clear,”I love you, dear,”They whisper near.Twinkles of love,From up above,Guiding my way,Night after day.Constellations,Spell out your name,In their patterns,You stay the same.Though you’re away,In heaven’s care,Your light still shines,Everywhere.When I feel lost,I look to skies,And see the stars,In…
Hands clasped in prayer,With faith, she stands.Guiding with care,Loving with hands.Teaching the way,Truth to instill.Day after day,Heart never still.Gentle her voice,Wisdom she sows.Life’s given choice,Grace that she knows.Morning to night,Kindness she spreads.Beacon of light,Soft where she treads.Strong in her love,Firm in belief.Sent from above,Giving relief.Through joy and pain,Steady and true.In loss or gain,Love’s hue in…
My First Teacher Mama taught me words,First sounds I spoke,Showed me letters,As days awoke.Taught me kindness,How to share,Held my hand,Showed she cared.She sang me songs,Read me tales,Helped me learn,Through joy and trails.From tying shoes,To counting stars,She guided me,Near and far.Her lessons simple,Yet so grand,In her love,I understand. Meaning “My First Teacher” celebrates the profound and…
Mom’s Recipe Roulette Mom’s in the kitchen, it’s a crazy sight,Mixing and stirring from morning till night.She grabs random spices from the pantry’s end,Creating concoctions we can’t comprehend.A dash of this and a pinch of that,Mom’s got her chef hat and mismatched spat.She tosses in veggies, some chicken or beef,Cooking with joy, though our meal’s…
On the sixth day,God looked down on his planned paradiseand said, “I need a caretaker.”So God made a mother.God said, “I need someone willingto get up before dawn,cook breakfast, clean the house,work all day in the kitchen,cook supper, then stay up past midnight,tending to a child with a fever.”So God made a mother.”I need someone…
Veins of Resilience When faces turn and hearts grow cold,She stands with pride, maintains her grace.Through storms and trials, pain and strain,Her spirit strong, she bears the rain.Her hands are worn, her back is straight,She carries dreams that cannot wait.Through nights so long and days so tough,Her love alone is more than enough.She builds a…
Second Mother’s Love Your love, a light,guiding me through.Your words, so kind,forever true.A second mother,you’ve always been.In every smile,a gentle sheen.Through highs and lows,you’ve held my hand.With you beside,I always stand.Your wisdom shared,in quiet talks.Through life’s mazes,you help me walk.A bond so deep,beyond mere blood.Your love flows strong,a steady flood.Grateful am I,for all you do.In…
Mom’s Favorite Chair Mom’s chair,now an empty vessel,once held her warmth.Her laughter still echoesin the fabric,her touch,a silent memory.We gather around it,drawn to the comfortshe left behind.This chair,a witness to our lives,holds us still,in a gentle embrace.We feel her presence,strong, yet soft.Her wisdom woveninto the threads,her love,a lasting imprint.We sit, we talk,we remember.Mom’s chair cradles…
Letters Never Sent Fields where silence gently weeps,They penned their hopes, their souls to keep.Words unwritten, lost in time,Echoes of their sacrifice, sublime.Dreams of home, a warm embrace,Imagined in a distant place.Battles raged, yet hearts stayed true,To those they loved, to skies of blue.Promises made, never fulfilled,In letters where their dreams were spilled.Courage stood where…
