My Hero .. I call her mom. #HappyMothersDay
My mother. My Hero. Raised her daughters with dignity and respect. All by herself. Till this day she struggles to make us happy. She has suffered for so many years. I pray to God everyday to keep you safe. I love you more than words can say.
Before I was myself you made me, me. With love and patience, discipline and tears, Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free, Allowing me to sail upon my sea, Though well within the headlands of your fears. Before I was myself you made me, me. With dreams enough of what I was to be And hopes that would be sculpted by the years, Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free, Relinquishing your powers gradually To let me shape myself among my peers. Before I was myself you made me, me, And being good and wise, you gracefully As dancers when the last sweet cadence nears Bit by bit stepped back to set me free. For love inspires learning naturally: The mind assents to what the heart reveres. And so it was through love you made me, me. By slowly stepping back to set me free.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon