Amid this world
there is no other
I love so dear as
my beautiful mother

It seemed to me an endless time
where mother would be

What is a mother?

Well, some might say she is a caregiver, a protector
Yet, that does not encompass all
You could say she's

THE BEACON

You've been in my life
Like a beacon of light
Where to turn for direction
In the dark of night

In the storms and the

Mother, a reflection of her soul.

Standing tall even though the world towers above her.

Beautiful creature, wonderful sister

A

Sunlight on brown hair
the beauty of her stare
the way she would just sit with me
how wonderful her laughter of glee

I love