I went to the library last night with the family after dinner and came across this great book of poems by Maya Angelou entitled Mother, A Cradle to Hold Me.
Each day until Mother's Day I will ramble off one of the poems...
I hope they inspire you as they do me...
It is true
I was created in you.
It is also true
That you were created for me.
I owned your voice.
It was shaped and tuned to soothe me.
Your arms were molded
Into a cradle to hold me, rock me.
The scent of your body was the air
Perfumed for me to breathe.