Has anyone loved their mother as much as I do mine? It almost doesn't seem possible. If/when I'm fortunate enough to have children, I want to be just like her.
To my mom:
Once upon a time,
sharing a body that was yours and mine.
The very blood that courses your veins
was the first to breathe life
into my still beating heart;
this heart that longs to love,
this body that aches to share
the same gift of life.
I give who I am
as a gift to you;
let me live in this world
that I may honor
what you gave.