I wrote this for my mother a few nights ago....she has just helped me escape a very dangerous situation; this is my graditude...
I smile when I think of you
and all you've done for me
and all you will do in the future,
as we both know you will.
You're extraordinary like that.
You let me make my own mistakes
(and mistakes they were)
while standing back and watching
from the shadows, ever quiet.
But always there.
And when I finally realized just how big
my mistakes had been, you greeted me
without a word and without judgement.
Just opened your arms wide
and wrapped me with love.
What did I do to deserve
a mother like you?
What test did I pass?
What right words did I say?
If I knew, I would do it
the exact same way.
You're willing to give up your life,
you niche, just to come to my rescue
to fix my mistakes,
to wipe away my tears.
You're wonderful like that.
I'm sorry, Momma, for this mess
that I've caused. I didn't mean
for things to go so horribly wrong,
If I could change it, I would.
But you love me regardless,
comfort me when I mess up
and finally admit defeat,
my heart and soul trampled.
You're beautiful like that.
I want you to know how much
I cherish you, how much I
need you in my life.
You calm these rough waters
in my soul, helping me heal.
And one day, I will be strong enough
to make it on my own again
to see the sun through the clouds,
to dance in the rain and laugh,
these troubled times behind me.
And you will be watching from the
shadows, ever quiet, always there
your soul wrapped around me
in the most wonderful, most joyous
love a daughter has ever known.
And I love you for that.
Thank you, Momma.