Tracy Bradshaw
I am a mother of a big brown eyed baby boy,
I am the mother of a toddler who kisses and hugs,
I am a mother of a fun playful kid,
I am the mother of a child who gives me hearts,
I am the mother of a caring and encouraging friend,
I am the mother of a happy high school graduate,
I am the mother of a college student,
I am the mother of a protector,
I am the mother of a young man,
I am the mother of a son thugs shot,
I am the mother of one I cannot see now,
I am a mother who does crazy things,
I am a mother who finds hearts,
I am a mother who takes pictures of hearts,
I am a mother searching the sky and scanning the sand,
I am a mother peering into the woods and rummaging through gravel,
I am the mother seeking more hearts,
I am the mother in constant search,
I am a mother who finds comfort in hearts,
I am a mother who believes in unending love,
I am a mother with a heart that holds onto love,
I am a mother who observes love in the hearts I find,
I am a mother cherishing precious pictures,
I am a mother understanding that hearts symbolize love,
I am a mother discovering consolation in all things heart shaped,
I am a mother relying on tangible signs,
I am a mother saddened that he isn’t physically here,
I am a mother thoroughly believing in his spirit,
I am the mother grasping for signs from my angel,
I am a mother carrying a bond of great love,
I am Sawyer’s mother.
So touching and honest. Now you hold Sawyer’s heart in your heart.
Thank you, Debra.