My hands were little Where yours where not Tipped in cherry red satin Flowers seemed to follow your footsteps "Hold ya!" My arms stretched high above your knees For love I grew up knowing that comfort Every tear. Every heartbreak. Soothed by your whispers Calmed against the cradle of your heart When the time comes For you toΒ Β ease into the shadows Know that these arms will be there *As your's have always been before
I have been blessed with an amazing mother. So very thankful. She will always have a place in my home and in my heart no matter what the future brings. Keep your family with you!!! Not in a nursing home!