05/12/2024
In every season, a mother's love shines bright,
A beacon of warmth in the darkest of night.
Through spring's tender bloom to winter's frosty air,
Her love knows no bounds, always present and fair.
In spring's awakening, she nurtures new life,
Like a garden in bloom, she banishes strife.
With gentle hands and a heart pure and true,
She plants seeds of hope that forever renew.
In summer's embrace, her laughter does ring,
Like the song of birds on the wing.
With arms wide open, she embraces the day,
Guiding with wisdom in her own special way.
As autumn leaves fall, she's a steady guide,
Through winds of change, she walks beside.
With courage and grace, she faces each test,
Her love a shelter, in which we find rest.
In winter's chill, her love's flame burns bright,
A beacon of hope in the longest of night.
With a tender touch and a comforting word,
She soothes our souls, like a sweet songbird.
For mothers in all seasons, we give thanks and praise,
Their light and their love, a guiding blaze.
Through every trial, they're our steadfast rope,
Moms in all seasons, giving light and hope.
Whatever season of motherhood you're in, you're loved and seen.
If you're waiting to conceive your sweet child, walked through loss, adoptive momma, step mom, single mom, grandma or any other momma figure. Through it all God walks with you!
Happy Mother's Day friends!
