Saturday, May 7, 2011

My Miracle Mother

Mum, I look at you
and see a walking miracle.
Your unfailing love without limit,
your ability to soothe my every
hurt,
the way you are on duty,
unselfishly,
every hour, every day,
makes me so grateful
that I am yours, and you are mine
With open arms and open heart,
with enduring patience and inner
strength,
you gave so much for me,
Sometimes at your expense.
You are my teacher,
my comforter, my encourager,
appreciating all, forgiving all.
Sometimes I took you for granted
Mum,
but I don't now, and I never will
again.
I know that everything I am today
relates to you and your loving
care.
I gaze in wonder
as I watch you
being you -
MY MIRACLE, MY MOTHER.


JCMT

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