The loveliest lady I know is, no doubt, my Mom. It’s the truth. She is beautiful, she is kind, she is compassionate, she is giving (almost to a fault) and she is strong. She has that quiet inner strength, the kind that often goes un-noticed, and the very kind that I am trying to find in myself, these days.
Mother is a little girl who trod my path before me;
Just a bigger, wiser little girl who ran ahead –
Bigger, wiser, stronger girl who always watches o’er me,
One who knows the pitfalls in the rugged road I tread.
Mother is a playmate who will always treat me kindly –
Playmate who will yield me what true happiness demands.
She will never let my feet stray into brambles blindly –
Mother’s just a bigger little girl who understands.
Mother is an older little playmate who’ll befriend me –
Yesteryear she traveled in the path that’s mine today.
Never need I fear a foe from which she might defend –
Faithful little pal who ran ahead and learned the way.
If one of my little la la’s ever buys something like this for me, one day, than I’ll know I have done an ok job.
I love talking about mothers and daughters. It is such a fascinating dynamic. It can all be very good, go bad, and then suddenly be better, than before, all in a matter of a days time. But, I’m curious, what do you love about your mom (or your relationship with your mom)? And what qualities of hers do you wish to have in your own life?
images / Shabby Chic