Mother

Her pure white skin like virgin snow,
Her hair so dark like winter's night,
Her heart, warm and enveloping like summer's breeze,
Her beauty divine that doth man behold.

Her radiance, illuminating like the light of the moon,
Her love, eternal, like time stood still,
Her soul, incandescent like hummingbird's glow,
Her aroma of orchid and magnolia tree.

Her image, in the layers of my memory imprinted,
My love for her stronger with every heartbeat,
This amazing woman that doth grace God's earth,
My mother, all that I want, wish, and hope to be.