Mother, when I remember you
I remember a miracle.
Your unfailing love without limit,
With open arms and open heart,
with enduring patience and inner strength,
you gave so much for me,
mostly at your expense.
You were my teacher,
my comforter, my encourager,
appreciating all, forgiving all.
I know that everything I am today
relates to you and your loving care.
I gazed in wonder
as I watched you being you—
my mother.
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