Deep Lessons I learned though the years

It took me a little while to work out this poem for Tuesday creations. But these are my lessons.

You handed me the compass:

The belief that my mind has no limits

to the heights I might reach.

You taught me the law of the mirror—

to hold respect in my palm

and offer it first,

knowing that how I move through the world

is how the world moves back to me.

I learned the grit of hard work

and the quiet art of gratitude,

realizing that nothing is promised,

and everything is earned.

And when I trailed behind the others,

you didn’t call it a delay.

You called it a foundation.

Because I wasn’t just skimming the surface;

I was learning it by heart.

I took the long way

so I would never forget the map.

These lessons I learned from a wise women she is my mom. Maybe one day I will be. But I’m still learning and I love how she not only teaches she loves with her whole heart. I hope one day I will be as strong as she is.