This poem is dedicated to the loving memory and everlasting legacy of my mom.

When a mother needs rest

God knows what is best

When a mother has fears

He is the one who hears

When a mother has doubt

He reminds her that she was chosen by Him to nurture the precious life in her care

When a mother loses her way

He illuminates her path

When a mother loses hope

He is her Lily in the Valley

He is the only one who can separate mother and child

Yet only doing so in the flesh

He weeps for her children’s broken heart

Knowing that they often forget

Understanding that in times of grief we don’t realize how much love grows unendingly

Only He can care for a life so well lived and cherished as a mother

She is now safe in his care

A beautiful Angel in the Spirit world

She is everywhere

“I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.”