Sacrifice

I look in the mirror the same as I do each morning

Staring as if I could will something new into existence

Hoping today’s face and yesterdays won’t be the same

Maybe, just maybe, something has changed

I sigh and realize I’m in for more of the same

Floss, brush, rinse, repeat, my regular morning routine

But as I rinse and get ready for the second round

I look in the mirror see something and smile

Sometimes you have to look beyond what you see and as I look at my reflection I’m not surprised to find something pure, genuine, beautiful, and divine

Something that is but yet still isn’t mine

My mother

Every breath I take is filled with the love that she breathed into me

Every step I take is on feet made steady by her guiding hands when I was just moving from crawling to learning to stand

All the tears that I’ve cried whether times are good or bad

All the laughter, contentment, strength and good character are all things that I’ve learned and grown to understand with the passing imprints she left in the sand

Just long enough to leave their mark than disappearing with the waves after doing their part

To leave me alone, standing in awe of her awesome tides to go forth into the lands and create my own life

Love, heartache, friendship trust, charity, independence, strength of heart, everything that I write I create wit these hands, are a part of me now, forever, to the end, because of this woman I am who I am

So as I look in the mirror I see loves sacrifice

‘Cause she gave part of her to me so that I could have life