You were there
I took my first breath.
Knowing there would be many left.
You were there
I looked into my mother’s eyes.
It was your plan never to be denied.
You were there
I took my first steps.
You love me even through my missteps.
You were there
I cried my first tears.
You exchanged them for joy many years.
You were there
Giving me the gifts of life.
The joy of being a mother and a loved wife.
You were there
I told my father it was okay to let go.
Breaking my heart, it was a devastating blow.
You were there
I held my mother, looking into her eyes.
She said she loved me, and then she died.
You were there
In the beginning and will be in the end.
Holding and loving me until we’re together again.
Deborah Ann Tornillo
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