Sometimes I wish that I were back at home,
In the loving arms that held me strong.
To reassure my safety, my peace, my soul;
To let me know that everything was okay, that you were in control.
But reality has set in, my course is now set;
Guided by your love, making no move that I would regret.
You hath raised me, raised a man, a man of values indeed.
Your instructions on life I live by and have learned to take heed.
Obedience is therefore greater than any sacrifice I can make,
And I'd rather die horrifically than your heart at any time I break.
Love you, yes indeed, far greater than any other.
A lady of profound beauty and wisdom, but above all MY MOTHER.
Poem About Being Guided By Mother
This is so beautiful. Mothers are the foundation of who we are. The souls that God offered us to be born within. How blessed you are to still have your mom.
My Dear Mother
Published by Family Friend Poems November 2006 with permission of the Author.
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