It wonders me
That how she understands me so well,
But sometimes it also bothers me
that her reasons are always right,
The reasons I don't want to easily accept;

It amazes me
How good she is with her patience,
The patience with which she works
To make our lives smooth,
Care for us despite our attitudes,
Keeps herself sane amongst difficulties
and never ending evil moves;

Once she was also someone
Who didn't know what 'difficulties' mean,
But today life made her that someone
who'd do anything just to keep
her family's life 'easy-going' ;

Sometimes it makes me angry
That how she is trapped in her
web of love for us,
How she sacrificed worldly greater choices
for the sake of our happiness
is simply unjust;

But she has my admiration
For how
She embraces her husband's family
as her own;
How sacrifices and compromises
became her structural bones;

She has done so much
Endured so much
Loved so much
That we can't repay her in a lifetime,
All we can do is at least be grateful
to that woman who saves our lifelines;

If I were to write about her life
and the amount of things she sacrificed,
I'm afraid words will fall short
To describe the amount of hardship
she endured ;

I've seen all the seasons gracing her life,
I've seen her through thick and thin,
I've seen her selflessly caring;

Though her inside burned alive
I've seen her putting on her best smile
Just to make our happiness worthwhile;

I've seen her loving nature and humanity,
I've seen her respecting opinions
without holding any grudge,
I've seen her boldly siding honesty
Ignoring criticizing whispers and
the comforts she deserved;

And I'm grateful to the Almighty
For sending me to her,
I hope I'll be able to give her every
happiness she deserves
Because she is my mother
The biggest blessing of all
I've got;

“I am taking you out of your house.” She said,
“you haven’t left it since Monday!”

Looking at her I knew what she was doing
Pulling that classic look of, "stop being a little *****”

I gave in and let her take charge
As it is my nature

“Look around you, how can you not be happy?” She said
:driving to a diner:

Inside with coffee, cream in hers
She continued, "You want to die, yet I have cancer.”

She stared with such disdain

“You’re too old to be acting like this, look at yourself!”
We both drank our coffees

I smiled
As she said, ”You’re ungrateful.”

Soup, more coffee, and a BTL no mayo

She drops me off and parts ways with a hug

She’ll out live me, I know it

5-18-18

The gentle tapping of my heart
It’s light, lively in the most literal sense
The moments in which I can drown out the noise ,
That’s when I can reflect
On the generosity and kindness I’ve been shown
It’s still beating, my heart
And I should be grateful
I am.