For Mum

She who appreciates the little things The effortless gifts that life can bring She who sees beauty in a stranger’s smile A hand written letter a fresh hair style Her dreams of travelling still just desires Through her journey of life she has done what’s required She who deserves a whole lot more Could loose hours in an old book store But there never seems time to just be her Each whirlwind day passes as a blur Yet she still takes delight in sand between toes A Green light at crossings Fresh Footprints on snow has no idea of the lives she has touched To many she has been a crutch She who has wished a thousand wishes But finds gratitude from her grandchild’s kisses Inside I’m aware she’s fighting her tears Saved up from many lonely years Thinking nobody really sees her at all “ Have I ever been free ?” She cannot recall But I can hear her silent sorrow And vow to brighten her tomorrows Because I can see there’s so much more Locked behind her guarded door