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Eternal Glow: Ode to a Mother's Light


In the heart of the home, a gentle light glows,
A beacon of love that forever grows.
She's the whisper of leaves on a summer's breeze,
The kiss of the sun through the canopy of trees.

With hands that weave comfort, soft as a sigh,
She stitches the moments as time trickles by.
Her laughter, a melody played in the air,
Fills the rooms with a music so rare.

In her eyes, you'll find the stars' gentle gleam,
A harbor of dreams, an endless stream.
She's the dance of the firefly in twilight's embrace,
The tender touch of morning's first grace.

A mother, a giver, a compass, a guide,
Through storms and through calm, she's always beside.
Her wisdom, a lighthouse when seas turn rough,
Her strength, an anchor when winds blow tough.

In the quiet of night, when the world's hushed and still,
Her presence is peace, her love is the thrill.
For the gift of a mother, so gentle, so bold,
Is a story of love that never grows old.

May this poem reflect the beauty and strength of Mothers everywhere. 🌻🌹

~ €mpêråtrïzV

Copyright ©EmperatrizV @Sunflower for Emily, 10 May 2024 - All Rights Reserved
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My Daughter, My Healer



You have been given to me, an angel, my healer - as years go by though...
I don't know if you are given to me to take care of or to heal me physically and emotionally with my battles.
You are the strength that pulls me on the verge of breaking.
I have learned to appreciate life more because of the strength you had shown when you were a baby 
You know when I am in pain, when I'm not okay, your touch heals me.
I feel worried every time you get sick that it makes me closer to God to spare your life for me, for us.
You were given an embryonic expectancy by a doctor while inside my womb.
I was asked if you are worth sparing thousands in an upscale hospital.
You were confined for months and barely a month old when the surgeon finally brought their scalpel on you. 
I moved mountains just so you could see the beauty of the world...and people see you as someone really special.
You have shown sensitivity and wittiness in things that surround you...
I praise God for He has answered my prayer in spite of what has been given us...
You are given the name of Faith Princess, as we have been living through faith with your special conditions.
I have your name Emily as my beloved daughter.
You are my beautiful daughter, who binds your siblings in love.
I am your Mother who loves you dearly...
You are my baby growing up to womanhood.
Praise God for 17 years and more...

~ €mpêråtrïzV

Copyright ©EmperatrizV @Sunflower for Emily, March 2023 - All Rights Reserved

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