Wednesday, June 04, 2008

my miracle mom

my sister sent me this poem today. it really rings true to my mom.

My Miracle Mother

Mom, I look at you
and see a walking miracle.
Your unfailing love without limit,
your ability to soothe my every hurt,
the way you are on duty, unselfishly,
every hour, every day,
makes me so grateful
that I am yours, and you are mine.
With open arms and open heart,
with enduring patience and inner strength,
you gave so much for me,
sometimes at your expense.
You are my teacher,my comforter, my encourager,
appreciating all, forgiving all.
Sometimes I took you for granted, Mom,
but I don’t now, and I never will again.
I know that everything I am today
relates to you and your loving care.
I gaze in wonderas I watch you being you—
my miracle, my mother.
~ By Joanna Fuchs

3 comments:

Maria said...

I love this poem. I may cut and paste it and sent it to my Mom. Hope that's okay?!

bjo said...

please do. it's a wonderful poem!

Jen. W. said...

That's just beautiful....and spot on. I think I'm going to bring it with me on my relay for life and read it to sister as we walk.