Happy Mother's Day

Your mother is always with you...
She's the whisper of the leaves
as you walk down the street.
She's the smell of bleachin
your freshly laundered socks.
She's the cool hand on your brow
when you're not well.
Your mother lives inside
your laughter.
She's crystallized
in every tear drop.
She's the place you
came from,your first home...
She's the map you follow
with every step that you take.
She's your first love
and your first heart break...
and nothing on earth
can separate you.
Not time, Not space...
Not even death...
will ever separate
you from your mother...
You carry her inside of you...
Author Unknown
Photo of my mom, Bessie Margeret Yoder Nida at sixteen