A Child of Yours

During my Mother's birthday last year I posted a poem for her. I thought I'd share it again for her today. Happy Mother's Day Mom!

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I remember when you said
(and you said this over and over)
that no matter what
you would always love me.
No matter what.
Those were your words.
I remember this very clearly,
though I didn't then comprehend
the risk you were taking--
one still outstanding--
in the burden of that unconditionality.
I feel the weight of those words
more fully now.
For those were the words
by which I came to understand
what it means to love.
For I can see now
what I could not have known then
as I follow the thread of memories:
that every love in my life
has been an expression,
a heartbeat,
a child
of yours.

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