After attending church service on Mother's day, the message from the sermon stayed with me. The Pastor spoke of mother's, the role they play, the love they have, the heart they have,  you get the idea. Well when a message sticks with me, I typically end up composing a poem or some sort of verse about it. So here is what came of that. This is for all the mother's out there, especially my two. Yes I said this correctly. I had been born to a mom, separated at about 5 years old from her, put up for adoption, adopted. Later in life I reunited with my birth mother who died almost 20 years ago. Both my moms have the strongest of  hearts.

The Heart of a Mother

           The heart of a mother is like a diamond, strong and resilient

               The heart of a mother is like silver, precious yet tender to the core

The heart of a mother is like gold, pure yet malleable

The heart of a mother is stretched, poked, torn, over filled

 

Her heart worries

Her heart weeps

Her heart hurts

Her heart tires

 

The heart of a mother ponders and savours time and emotions

Down deep inside where no one can go

She holds the moments captive

Releasing them to only the Lord

 

Her heart prays

Her heart forgives

Her heart worships

Her heart rejoices

 

Never underestimate the heart of a mother

It carries more than is imaginable

The heart of a mother though may be tested

Will never break for it is strong and resilient

As is a diamond

 

Psalms 61: 1-2 Hear my cry oh God, Attend to my prayer; From the End of the Earth I will cry to you; My heart is overwhelmed; Lead me to the rock that is higher than I. (NKJV)