Poetry

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How My Mother Was Made

With shoulders strong enough,
To carry me day after day.
A heart big enough to love me,
No matter the choices I made.

Eyes sharp enough to see through
The walls I put up in the way.
Arms gentle enough to hold me
When I was afraid.

Hands well coordinated enough
To heal the wounds I sustained.
A mind with enough wisdom
To solve any problem I faced.

A listening ear to hear,
Even on your worst day.
Strong legs to stand up for me.
When judgment finally came.

Feet agile enough to walk with me
Along life’s narrow way.
A backbone to discipline me
When I ever I strayed.

Soft lips to kiss me with,
In that very special way.
With a very thick skin,
When harsh words I gave.

A constant voice to teach me
To walk the narrow way.
God made you oh so perfectly.
Just for me were you made.
Vasquez Savage

vasquezsavage.com

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