For Mother's Day
By frazzled & frumpy on May 09, 2014
SheShe is not hidden, silent or withdrawn.She is there, if I seek Her.She is in the craggy mountain peaks,Snow covered, tree lined majesty.I see her in the brilliant blue of sky,She lives in the curve of my body,And, the soft lines on my face.I hear her voice in the song of windLifting poplar leaves.She is in the call of hawks, grand and resonant,She echoes in the sweet, simple soundof my child’s laughter.I smell her when the breezeCarries the scent of spring,Cherry blossoms, lilacs, petunias.She is there in fall,In the crisp air, the fragrance of earth preparing to rest,The taste of tart apples, sweet plums,A bountiful harvest.She is in the taste of salty tearsFilled with sorrow or joy.I feel her in the cool of rain on my skin,In the warm sun, the tingle of breeze,A lover’s touch.She is in my heart, each and every beat,I feel her reflected in the love I haveFor family, friends,Nature.She is not hidden, silent or withdrawn,She is everywhere and everything,She is around me, beside me,Inside me.She is Mother. . . .
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