REMEMBERING THE FOOTSTEPS OF MY MOTHER ON "MOTHERS DAY"

I have often thought of the path
that my mother took in her life.
I watched with intensity even as a
child, of the strain and strife.

I watched how humble she was,
even though she was aware of her powers.
She could request anything from God,
and God would respond  within the hour.

It was amazing how little she asked for,
always for family, love ones and friends.
She was content with the spirit of God,
she lived for defeating the devil and sin.

I often wondered why she never asked for
worldly things, big houses and diamonds rings.
Why she prayed for her enemies as well as friends.
She was preparing her soul to me the King.

I am truly bless to have had a Mother with
so many gifts, and to be able to remember
her foot steps.

Now all I have to do is walk in them.

This poem is not just for my Mother, but for
all Mothers that made sacrifices as they travelled
this road of Motherhood.

Poetic Verses By Gamaliel H. Gooding
Copyrighted 2013