A Mother's Love

Sometimes the words are hard to find. Sometimes you feel like you wouldn't do your thoughts justice even if you tried to speak. Sometimes you just hope that they know - hope that they understand, even through your silence. Shhh... Listen... The wind in the trees... A breeze through the grass... You can hear it if you listen... You can catch it if you try... It wraps around your soul... A whisper of content... The strength of a mother’s love. I can feel it. It gives me strength. I am loved. My life is full.

PERSONAL GNOTE:
Some words were taken from a poem Amber Petrie wrote for her mother.