This is for the mother
The mother who watched her daughter grow up
Standing on her side no matter what
From elementary to high school raised
Teaching right from wrong
Showing what's important, how to prioritize, and how to stay strong
Never failing to demonstrate perfect love even when misunderstood
And always standing up; acting continuously pleased
Yet, times weren't always easy
Tears trickled and then flowed like rivers
Things were hard
Wilting slowly was her daughter
Broken; broken shards of glass
Like a flower pot after being struck against the floor
The beauty there still
But sharp, cutting forces overtook
Daughter: uncaring and insensitive now
Disregarding everything
However, mother remained
Maybe not as once before
Distantly waiting; though infinitely loving
Oh please mother don't give up now
Because, mother, behind the broken shards remains a girl, a daughter
A loving and appreciative daughter
A daughter nurtured from such a strong mother
A mother sickened with worry from her daughter
This is for the mother; my mother
The best mother

-JLA