A Letter to Mom


when we couldn’t see through the night

to tomorrow,

you pulled us through.

When days and nights were cold,

full of someones rage…

You helped guide us through.

When life offered doubt

and fear,

you gave truth.

When drowning in  sadness and tears,

your strength was proof…

of life, and how we choose.

When I hit my lowest,

your voice quivered with fear

with love…

you offered me your roof.

Your love has seen us..

Through and through.

Your love and acceptance has saved

my life…

Look at me, I am living proof.

I love you Mommy

forever and through.

© bipolarmuse 2012

**My Sister and I were recently discussing how we have such love and sincere words for those we have lost but forget to recognize those who have remained a constant through our lives. I would like to take a moment and dedicate this to my Mommy.**

20 thoughts on “A Letter to Mom”

  1. I feel the same about my mom. I hate that she lived through the hell with me, and never got to see the stable me…the person I’ve become.
    The person I believe, she always could see.

    I miss you mom.


      1. Much of who I am is because of her influence.
        I’m so thankful that I was able to have her support and guidance for as long as I did.
        I think she would be surprised at the things she taught me just by being who she was.

        again, thank you for posting such a beautiful mom post.
        I was thinking you might want to read a poem I wrote about my mom. I don’t write poetry often, this I wrote within a couple of hours after she died. I hope you like it.



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