Echo

by Steve Cavin

Mother,

You listened to me,

All my life.

All my thoughts,

All my troubles.

Now I'm listening to you.


Mother,

You were not

The one who bore me,

But you accepted me,

A son in need,

With a kind and gentle hand.


Mother,

You were always there.

You fed me, clothed me,

Helped me stand up straight.

From you I learned to love

That kid in the mirror.


Mother,

You were solid as a rock,

Gentle as a breeze.

Working through

The challenges of life,

Showing us how it's done.


Mother,

You've gone beyond my reach.

Speaking to me now,

As you echo through my being.

You were a great mother,

And you were mine.