Mothers Are…

Mothers are…

The cheerful morning sun 

during the first sight of dawn.

A midnight moon 

bright and full. 

A circle of light 

when day is gone.

A burst of cool fresh water 

from a spring’s traveled stream.

The stars that harvest the sky 

with signs of wishful dreams.

The doors of heaven 

opened wide 

as hope’s light guides 

our every day. 

A universe of possibility 

lived with passion 

and virtue embraced.

The preserved seeds of time 

done with charity 

and perfect grace.