Why do you try it?
Why do you wake
Shake & rub the crust out
Run the routine
Daily, daily, daily
Hustle. Grind
All mechanics vibrate at a similar frequency
So we all get it
But the beating heart in the engine
The beating heart in your engine
Beating to your story
That makes you, you.
Hate it or love it
You are something special
The story, your story
Makes you special
Like growing up an only child
Yet never feeling alone
Stretching endlessly hanging on her sleeves
Where her heart hangs
Where her hug circuit completes
Where her love knows no bounds
Knows no limit to personal aches
Regardless of the pain
A smile, warm hug and listening ear
Were weapons she’d use
I was never alone
Her loved filled in puzzles
She didn’t even have to be around
The love she poured in others
They poured back into me
I felt her love and crushing disappointment
I saw love dashed against the wall
I saw her pick the pieces each time
She reminds me of a Japanese school of thought
Where they mend broken vessels pieces with gold
Believing that the vessel is more valuable because it has history
The break is unfortunate
But it doesn’t have to be the end of the story
That is what she teaches me
That is what my mother teaches
That love is a circuit
Connecting each of us to hope
And though love can be tossed
Broken and neglected
Pick the pieces up
Patch it with hope and remembrance
That I’m not perfect
That I require grace
That love must always lead
Wine even if it shatters
That, that is not the end
My mothers teaches that life is not perfect
But we are only responsible for what we do
Love us a mandate, may you share it recklessly everywhere you go!!!
I want to take this random day to appreciate and give my amazing mother her roses while she can still enjoy them. You are truly a star and may you forever remain a loving anchor I hope one day I can be as reckless as you when it comes to loving on others
Unconditional Love

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