What can we say about a mother
Maybe the things we think of aren’t true
For how to describe someone precious
Is out of a person’s point of view
But those we do understand are there
Can add up to one distinguished trait
And once our minds wrap around the fact
The best of her becomes something great
For one who carries our hearts in hand
Love is a pathway that leads us home.
How to show the world a fragile piece
Of that which fills a mysterious tome
Can one trait really define a mom
When there’s so much more to dignify
Is unconditional love enough
To find the reasons for why we try
There’s not enough words to say it all
Maybe love doesn’t need to be heard
Only to treasure her till she’s gone
Holding memories till they are blurred