Mother: Our First Home

Mother: Our First Home

A mother’s love is the first home we ever know,

And the last place our heart will ever go.

She holds our hand for just a little while,

But holds our hearts through every mile.

She not only raises a child,

She raises courage, hope, and kindness mildly.

A mother’s lap is the safest place to be,

Where hearts rest soft and finally feel free.

Her sacrifices were quiet, never shown,

Yet they built the life we call our own.