Her Voice

“Fear not, my child… I’m here with you,”
A whisper soft, yet firm and true;
Through every fall and every climb,
I feel that voice beyond all time.

When storms arise and nights grow long,
It hums within me like a song;
In silent tears, in silent prayer,
I know somehow that she is there.

No matter what this world may prove,
I walk wrapped in her unseen love;
A shield, a blessing from above
My one, my forever… Mom.