Happy Mothers Day!
This is a poem that I wrote several years ago after recovering from Cancer and having
been separated from my 1 year old and 2 year old during treatment.
My children, my gifts
You come into this world
whole, as perfection.
It is not I who molds and shapes,
not I who creates you.
You are profound.
I, Mother, am here to tend your soul,
to maintain the light and the love
that is of you and in you.
My intention is not to complete you,
But to remember you
with the awe and love
of your first few precious minutes-
and to reflect that back to you.
Should you stray from love
I will be there to remind you,
and your soul will be safe,