Your Mother is Always With You

When you need your mom the most,
remember she's still a part of you.

She is always with you...

She is the whisper of the leaves
as you walk down the street.

She is the smell of bleach
in your freshly laundered socks.

She is the cool hand on your brow
when you are not well.

Your mother lives inside your laughter.
She's crystallized in every tear drop.

She is the place that you came from,
your first home.

She is the map that you follow
with each step that you take.

She is your first love,
and your first heartbreak.
And nothing on earth can separate you.

Not time, Not space,
Not even death,
can separate you from your mother.

You carry her inside you.


~anonymous