To a wonderful woman:
You met a man and fell in love
Two hapless girls in tow
One with stringy hair and too big clothes
The other was too little to know
What a family was or what it’s not
But that you had made it whole.
You filled a space so hard to fill
But within me made it grow
That wasn’t without sacrifice or will
But a heart of gold you bestowed.
This gift of love you gave to him
You more than gave to us
So much of that life is instilled in me
I like who I’ve become.
And none of it would be as such
If you hadn’t been as one
Despite men’s faults and changes of heart
You’re indelibly of my life
I’m better for it as a woman, mother, wife.
Who I am and who I’ll be is
A reflection of who you are
That cannot be taken from me
Nor reduced from your bright star.
I ache for you, I’ll always need you
And miss you with all my heart.
I thank God for you and
His leading you in your path
May He guide us still as we walk this life
And may we honor Him with each pass.
Thank you, Mom, for being you
Better words I cannot express.
This was the most beautiful poem I’ve read in a thousand years!
Oh, Anne, thank you for that. My mom raised me from 4 years old to now. She really is a remarkable woman, and I can’t even read this aloud without tearing up. It gave her pause as well.