Saturday, May 8, 2010

Tribute to Motherhood...

She represents the pillar of strength
An icon of womanhood.
One look at her and you can witness her nuturing spirit
Without her saying a single word.

She was tough on you.
Because she knew the world you were entering.
She always reminded you by word and deed
The dangers you would encounter.

"Always remember who you are",
she would often say.
While her words were stern, they seeped with guidance.
For her wisdom trumps everything that the world may tell you.
She was always proud of me when I remained true to myself.

"I just want you to do the best you can"
She would remind me.
I worked hard for everything,
Even if I did not recieve all the rewards.
Because I was motivated by her encouragement.

She birthed us physically, spiritually, and emotionally.
For remaining in our lives, she has become a symbol of the impossible.
A human being who could contain all that love
And share it so easily and freely.

You may hear her snipe and complain
Or, you may disappoint her with your words or actions.
Yet, she does not continue to stop loving you.
For she knows that you must learn through your tribulations.
But she's always there with open arms.

This woman and I have grown close.
Because we did not always get along.
In fact, she was my disciplinary.
But, throughout my life, I realize what she had to do
To trying and mold a strong, black woman.

She did not want me going through life
Suffering, Struggling, Stagnant.
She wanted me to excel
Because she visualized it the day she concieved me.
So for as long as I could remember, she constantly challenged me with love.

She is my best friend.
The closest representation of God's love, power, and mercy.
Just like God she teaches and guides me.
Like my Savior, she exudes unconditional understanding and love.

This is a tribute to my mother.
For she is a great mother, when she does not have to be.
She is great friend, when she could've remained distant.
She stood beside her children everyday of her life.

I only pray that one day
My children will look upon me
The same way I look at her today.

A Tribute to Mom.
I love you.

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