Mom

Time ticks on, the clocks spin round and round
Happiness and Sadness are experienced in those ticks
Change occurs and situations need tending to
But through all this change and growth, I have a constant
My mother, my confidante, my rock
When I fall, she gathers me in loving arms
When I cry, she soothes my fears with gentle words
When I smile, she beams with motherly pride
When I succeed, she cheers me on with goofy dances
She is my teacher of life, my guidance and compass
My willow tree of motherly protection
My lemon yellow sun in rain soaked clouds
My warm knit sweater on chilly nights
She is present in every decision I make
She made me, molded me, and loves me
I am more than just a woman, a friend, a daughter
I am a mother’s love and I am proud
I love who I am because I love my mother