This Is Our Mother

”Whether Our Mother is with us or Not”

Our Mother is always with us.

She is the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street.
She is the aroma of certain foods you truly remember.
She is the flower you picked and the delicate perfume she wore.
She is the cool hand on your brow when you are not feeling well.
She is the breath in the air on a cold winter day.
She is the soft sound of rain as it lulls you to sleep.
The colors of the rainbow; she is Christmas morning.
Our Mother lives inside your laughter
She is crystallized in every teardrop.
Our mother showed every emotion,
Happiness, Sadness, fear and jealousy
Love, hate and anger, helplessness; excitement in joy, sorrow…
And all the while, hoping and praying you will only
Know the good feelings in your life.
She is the place you came from, your
First home and she is the map you must follow,
With every step you take. She is your first love, first friend,
And first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time nor space… not even death
For all our mothers who love us!
We shall remember always.

Mama, Julie Mae Mullins Duncan & Claudia B A Walker

Copyright © Pearlie Duncan Walker