Saturday, May 7, 2011

Your Mother is always with you....

Lottie Margaret Heller 1922 - 2004

Your mother is always with you...
She's the whisper of the leaves
as you walk down the street.
She's the smell of bleach in
your freshly laundered socks.
She's the cool hand on your
brow when you're not well.
Your mother lives inside
your laughter. She's crystallized
in every tear drop...
She's the place you came from,
your first home.. She's the map you
follow with every step that you take.
She's your first love and your first heart
break....and nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, Not space...
Not even death....
will ever separate you
from your mother....
You carry her inside of you....

Blessings to all the Mothers,
Barbara

7 comments:

Stitchin' Sweet Sue said...

Happy Mothers Day Barbara, hope your day is as special as you:)

stitch_days said...

Barbara, thank you for sharing such a beautiful poem.
Rita E in AZ

Deborah said...

I loved the poem. Have agreat day tomorrow.

~*Shar*~ said...

I love this poem; I'm blessed to still have my mom, even thou she lives in Ohio and I live in Colorado. This poem made me cry. Hope you have a great Mother's Day..

Julie said...

Thank you. I needed that tonight. Tomorrow is the second Mother's Day without mom.

CalamityJr said...

Thanks for a beautiful poem. May your day be as special as you are!

Carol R said...

A beautiful poem and a lovely picture too. A belated Happy Mother's Day to you!