A friend and co-worker recently lost her mother to cancer. The day of her mother’s death, my friend posted to her Facebook page, “I love you more than the sun loves the sky.”
I’m sure I’ve heard this before, but I started thinking about moms and daughters. In seconds, I attached quite a bit of imagery and emotion to the phrase, knowing what it’s like to be the center of my mom’s universe but also having the experience of being a mom and devoting myself wholeheartedly and without regret to my kids’ needs.
While I’m not the most skilled poet and it’s been many years since I’ve attempted to write in this genre, I felt compelled to pen some thoughts on the theme.
Hug your mommas, dear friends.
I Love You More Than The Sun Loves The Sky
The sun is often credited for the brilliance of the sky.
Mesmerized by a dance of whimsy, we watch her daily rise and fall.
Even the sky delights in the sun’s performance,
Smiling as she holds court in majestic rooms of gold.
Mankind claps an ovation of praise, a tribute to all things beautiful. Continue reading I Love You More Than The Sun Loves The Sky