In silence she still speaks...

In silence, she still speaks in her unique voice, seriously stern or syrupy sweet. She could always see past your drama to diagnose what was really going on with you. She was superwoman and could do any and everything you needed her to. Her love was ever there with a warm embrace and even in her scolding glare. She kissed away your pain, was your umbrella in the rain. She plucked you off the line when it seemed life had hung you out to dry. And even when you were grown and on your own, she would still wipe tears from your eye. She poured her life into you to build you up, make you strong and it was a joy for her to do. But she had to go away. She didn't come here to stay. She was there to prepare you, help you find your way. She knew one day she would be gone and she wanted you to make it on your own. But you'll never be alone because she's ever near. Her words you'll ever hear. In the silence, she shall speak.

That's the power of real mother for you... In the silence, she still speaks.