if I could paint your portrait, what colors would I choose? How can anyone color love? perhaps in rainbow’s hues?
a rainbow’s spectrum is complete, the prism shows its’ glory – white light holds all earthly hues, maybe these will paint your story.
yet who would paint a still life when your life is never still – but flows like springs of water, with love our lives to fill.
who could paint your spirit of silently flowing grace? no brush could capture with its’ strokes, the beauty in your face.
and so these love lines are for you – they’re all I have to give; such a small reward for one who taught me how to live.
“Honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the Lord your God is giving you.” (Exodus 20:12)
sincerely, Grace Day
3 thoughts on “Mom”
Your mother: the first person you felt, heard and saw! in this life. You knew how her heart beat sounded her breathing. It is a bond that never dies