The Saving Grace of a Mother’s Love: 100 Word Wednesday

With my ears near her beating heart,

And her calloused hands holding me close,

I knew that I was always safe in her arms,

No matter what trials and troubles arose.

She chastised me justly when I was wrong,

But never to hurt me or to put me down.

It was her way of ensuring my survival when

The days came that she would not be around.

Now that she has gone to her heavenly reward,

For she finished and won this life’s race,

I am a strong black woman, just like her,

Because her love was my saving grace.

Poem written for 100 Word Wednesday from Bikurgurl for Week 108, February 14, 2019. Photo from Eye for Ebony. I thought it was so appropriate for the Black History Month celebration.