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Poetry – Mother’s Day Is Every Day

She taught me how to fold clothes

She taught me how to let go

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She taught me how to speak

She taught how to be assertive and not meek

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She taught me to invest in self-care

She taught me how to do my own hair

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She taught me how to grow

She taught me when to learn and when to know

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She taught me how to heal

She taught me how to be still

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She taught me to follow my passions

She taught me to never sit and do nothing

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She showed me the beauty of books

She showed me how to cook

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She always stressed how essential it is to read

Looking back, without books, I wouldn’t be me

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She taught me how to network

She taught me to be independent and to work

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She taught how to have firm boundaries

She showed me what it looks like to be genuinely happy

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She taught me when it’s time to go

She taught me to stay when everything is gold

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She showed me what it looks like to survive

But she also showed me what it looks like to thrive

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She went through incredible pain

But somehow she made it out, sane

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She taught me how to mend my wounds

When I’m alone, or feeling blue

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She taught me how to use my pain

To learn from it, and turn it into something gained

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She enabled me to learn everything I know

She taught me what it means to truly be me

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Through the years, she taught me the importance of facing fear

I wouldn’t be me, without her

I wouldn’t be where I am, without her

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Thank you, mom

Happy Mother’s Day Today Because Every Day Is Mother’s Day.

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