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I sent my email subscribers a fantastic Mother’s Day poem I came across. It really made my day so I thought I would share it with you all.
© Reanna Almeida
Published on February 2006
Sometimes I know the words to say to give thanks for all you’ve done, but then they fly up and away as quickly as they come.
How could I possibly thank you enough, the one who makes me whole, the one to whom I owe my life, the forming of my soul.
The one who tucked me in at night, the one who stopped my crying, the one who was the expert at picking up when I was lying.
The one who saw me off to school and spent sad days alone, yet magically produced a smile as soon as I came home.
The one who makes such sacrifices to always put me first, who lets me test my broken wings, in spite of how it hurts.
Who paints the world a rainbow when it’s filled with broken dreams, who explains it all so clearly when nothing is what it seems.
Are there really any words for this, I find this question tough, anything I want to say just doesn’t seem enough.
What way is there to thank you for your heart, your sweat, your tears, for ten thousand things you’ve done for oh so many years.
For changing with me as I changed, accepting all my flaws, not loving ’cause you had to, but loving just because.
For never giving up on me when your wits had reached its end, for always being proud of me, for being my best friend.
And so I come to realize, the only way to say, the only thank you that’s enough is clear in just one way.
Look at me before you see what I’ve become, do you see yourself in me, the job that you have done?
All your hopes and all your dreams, the strength that no one sees, a transfer over many years, your best was to pass me.
Thank you for the gifts you give, for everything you do, but thank you mommy most of all for making dreams come true.