My Mother kept a garden.
A garden of the heart;
She planted all the good things,
That gave my life its start.
She turned me to the sunshine,
And encouraged me to dream:
Fostering and nurturing
The seeds of self-esteem.
And when the winds and rains came,
She protected me enough;
But not too much, she knew I’d need
To stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example,
Always taught me right from wrong;
Markers for my pathway
To last my whole life long.
I am my Mother’s garden,
I am her legacy.
And I hope today she feels the love,
Reflected back from me. ~unknown
I love you mom and will miss you so much. One day my tears will stop and this pain won’t hurt so much. I will see you again soon enough when God calls me home. Reunited in the Lords Kingdom we will one day be then you can show me your garden in heaven made forever of beauty, love and peace ❤️ Love you mom Always and Forever your daughter~Rony