After
the Mother’s Day roses have wilted in the vase
The
Mother’s Day Brunch has fled to the scales
The
chocolates only a memory of wrappers
The
aroma of perfume no longer graces a Mom’s face
The
cards put away or tossed away
And
the aches and pains relieved by a spa trip slowly returning on a slower pace
The
jewels put away in a safe place
The
photos of children and grandchildren on the computer stored
An
idea for the gift that lasts in the heart and on the page
An
ode to Mom to be read or remembered each and every day
“Mother’s
Day Ode
You
were the model of 24/7 before it came into fashion
When
it came to love and understanding always a buffet never rationed
Growing
up you were always there
To
the wins and joys share
The
disappointments and losses to help bear
To
mend the fabric of life that too often may tear
You
were the symbol of multi-task
Always
on deck never off to in success bask
From
a bed time story or tuck in to restart again at the dawn
Your
advice maybe not what I wanted to hear but almost always spot on
Dad
may have been the moral compass to sail to the integrity port through the
stormy waves
But
you had the oil to spread over the waters to the challenges or fears brave
You
may not have been perfect only Christ that trait can claim
But
you gave it your all as a mother in acts and in name
On
this Mother’s Day, may I always tomorrow and for each day of the year
A
promise to always each day the craft of love and time to you always steer
Love
you Mom! Hugs and kisses”
© May
13, 2018 Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet
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