Every Day

poetry by Kendra…

Every day
Is my Mother’s Day

He comes to me
for solace – the comfort
only a mother could give.
Skinny arms
wrapping ’round my legs.
Eyes looking up to me;
trusting every sorrow
will be driven away.
He tells me his secret
& I promise to keep it.
Promising all the more
to keep mine –
our bond growing;
Love
the lovely vine.
As I carry him to bed,
he kisses my arm.
Whispers “I love you Mommy”
and oh,
how my heart grows warm.