Tuesday, July 29, 2014

For you, Mom.

Creating is cultivated,
in your selfless heart.
Brush strokes, sewn hems, beautifying,
your life produced much art.
The talents that you magnified,
touched lives of all around.
As "Mother," your teachings to us,
were something quite profound.
You filled your life with endless purpose,
it goes beyond the grave.
How do I begin to thank you
for the example that you gave.
It is in the things you did,
and what you chose to say.
I know that your love for Him
is how you found your way.
Unwavering faith, endured much,
a broken heart, made whole.
Until the day we meet again,
you'll be here in my soul.


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