Before I knew words,
I knew warmth—
in the love that your eyes shone,
in the soft curves of your arms,
in your beating heart that held me steady
in your hush lullabies that sent me to dreamland—so safe, so sound.
Before I took my first step,
I knew I was safe—
with your voice so encouraging,
with your arms ready to catch my fall,
with your kisses to my bruises and wounds,
with your hug that comforts my heart and soul.
Before I faced the world,
you made sure I was equipped—
with love to combat the cruel,
with kindness to offer,
with strength to fight for my own.
And as I continue to learn the world,
sharp, stormy, unsteady—
your love is there—so constant, so present.
It is the sky—
so vast, so patient, so enduring.
It is a soft voice that keeps on ringing
whenever the chaos in my head began to roar.
It is a lighthouse that even how far,
how pale the light it gives—still, it’s there,
making sure it guides me on my way home.
You loved me when I was whole,
and loved me even more when I broke myself to pieces.
Today, more than any day,
it reminds me—who loved me first.
𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚…
Your love is everything,
and everything is you.
I will continue to carry your name
and your love like 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡;
𝐈𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞,
𝐄𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥,
𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫.
*𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝑴𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓’𝒔 𝑫𝒂𝒚!
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*image: liv bruce / unsplash
