Your Mother is always with You

For a dear friend Marilou F.
Our deep sympathy for the passing
away of her mother this early spring.






Your mother is always with you...

She is the whisper of the leaves
as you walk down the street.

She is 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 searate you
from your mother...

You carry her inside you...

(poem taken from: www.mothers.net)