Today is the day, the day my mother's wisdom became mine.
The day she gave her voice to me without reservation or hesitation.
I spoke her words today.
Today is the day, the day my mother's heart became mine.
The day she gave me the freedom to love without question, or expectation.
I shared her love today.
Today is the day, the day my mothers hands became mine.
The day she touched my soul, without judgment or persecution.
I held my babies with her hands today.
My mothers hands, my mothers
voice, my mothers heart. . .
This day my mother gave me vision, I see my life through my mother's eyes.
My mother's hands, my mother's voice, my mother's heart. . .
Today is the day. . I realized . . I have my mother's eyes.
