Lessons from a mother
With age comes wisdom, of this I know
From effort comes strength – it’s how we grow
The perfect example of this is my mum
She would stand and face, and rarely run
Her own experiences involved much pain
She knew that after the sun, there must be rain
She taught me to expect strife
And that hardship would be intrinsic with my life…
That every challenge prepares you for the next
Struggle is reality and peace is just rest
She encouraged me to be forgiving, just one of her traits
To pursue love, and to avoid hate
Demonstration was her means of teaching
No lectures or shouting, no preaching
I saw her overcome some terrible times
Yet still find forgiveness for those bad people and their crimes
Her greatest lesson however, came when the end was near
At a time when most let go, she hung on, she persevered
As we watched her fade and she didn’t have long
Something within her just kept on, something divine, something strong
Incredibly, in her last moments she had one last lesson to give
And so even in death, she taught us how to live
21 years old
