The Gift of You (A Mother's Day Poem)

May 10, 2016

You know what it's like to live without me,

But I have never lived without you

Yes you gave me the gift of life,

But life gave me the gift of you

Now I know I've said this,

Maybe a billion times before,

But you're the wind beneath my wings,

You're the wind that helps me soar

I know I'm not easy to deal with,

But you always find a way

No matter how ugly things get,

You always manage to stay.

No we might not be perfect,

But I accept you as you are

I wish each day that things get better,

And you're the shooting star

I can't thank you enough

For all that you have done

I just wanted to remind you,

You're the best, you're my number one.

This poem might be a little cheesy,

But I hope you understood;

Thank you for loving me immensely

More than anyone ever could.

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