Homage to all the incredible mums celebrating Mother’s Day
Mother is a little girl who trod my path before me;
Just a bigger, wiser little girl who ran ahead -
Bigger, wiser, stronger girl who always watches o’er me,
One who knows the pitfalls in the rugged road I tread.
Mother is a playmate who will always treat me kindly -
Playmate who will yield me what true happiness demands.
She will never let my feet stray into brambles blindly -
Mother’s just a bigger little girl who understands.
Mother is an older little playmate who’ll befriend me -
Yesteryear she traveled in the path that’s mine today.
Never need I fear a foe from which she might defend -
Faithful little pal who ran ahead and learned the way.
Mother, poem in frame, Shabby Chic, Mercer Street, New York