She Is Who You Seek
Dedicated to Terry W. Stroh who I seek
What is the value of a mother's smile?
It's only the most important thing in the universe
When beaming down on a child.
Adult and grown, it's the most vital part
Of a person's breath .
When that special smile is full of tenderness
And sparkles for each child with every ounce of the joy of life
There is no gauge to contain it.
What is the size of a mother's hug?
It can't be measured by inches or feet.
It can only be told in the results
Of children's sweet
Hugs back when they say "I love you".
When her hug is given freely and without guile,
Wholeheartedly and with "All My Love",
There is no vessel to store it.
What is the breadth of irrepressible laughter
That bubbles up instantaneously and at no moment's notice
And with contagion becomes the sound we all hearken to?
When her laughter evolves to dancing and singing,
and all of her children follow
There is nothing that can capture that effervescent feeling...
What is the distance of limitless encouragement
That includes soaring expectations for each of her brood...
Which every child follows, though no order is given?
When every child strives to be "the best person that he can be"
And all have seen pride in her eyes which
Means the world to each...
There is nothing in this world that will breach.
How can you measure these things?
You can't.
You can only treasure them and keep them,
Especially when life looks bleak
And she is who you seek.
By Chrissy Bell
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