Mothers...

You will feel me in the breeze
You will hear me in the silence water
running over rocks will say my name

Whether your mum is with you or not
Your mother is always with you
She's the whisper of the leaves
as you walk down the street,
she's the smell of certain foods you remember,
flowers you pick and perfume that she wore,
she's the cool hand on your brow
when you're not feeling well,
she's your breath in the air on a cold winter's day
she is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep,
the colours of a rainbow, she is Christmas morning.

Your mother lives inside your laughter
And she's crystallized in every tear drop
A mother shows every emotion...
Happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy, love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow...
and all the while, hoping and praying you will only know the good feelings in life.

She is the place you came from,
your first home, and she's the map you follow with every step you take
She's your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy
but nothing on earth can separate you
not time, not space.. not even death!