A love without compromise;
boundless, inerasable, evermore.
Acceptance; always. All ways.
Forgiveness: like prayers never could.
Perhaps never appreciated enough,
still, a mother knows. I believe
in a mother’s love, a love that grows
even in absence. Evermore.
I lost my Mother long ago, far too early,
by all accounts. I remember her smile.
I remember her voice, as if
it were yesterday, words of wisdom.
A spirit, now, that transcends place
and time. It was the purest love.
I remember, especially today.
Happy Mother’s Day.

05/12/2019                                   j.g.l.

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