Idalyn M

West

O ur mother will always be with us.

She's the whisper of the wind as we walk down the street

she's the smell of certain food's I remember

flowers I pick, the very fragrance of life itself

she's the cool hand on my brow when I am not feeling well

she's our breath in the air on a cold winter's day

she is the sound of the rain that lulls us to sleep, the colors of the rainbow

she is Christmas morning, she lives inside our laughter

she is the place we come from our first home

she is the map, we follow with every step we take

she's our first love, our first friend even our first enemy

nothing on earth can separate us, not time

not space, not even death she lives in us each day

we love you mom now and forever.