Mother's Day Acrostic

Pro 31:10 Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.

Mom invariably loves her children.

Often giving, when she should be 

Taking privileges, for punishment.

Having inner strength,

Even when they had been licentious.

Resisting temptations to bruise,

So she can then regenerate them,

Distributing unconditional love equally to them,

As they thank her for the virtuous times,

Yet to be discovered.

My mother passed away over 8 years ago, after battling the dreadful disease of cancer. She fought long and hard, but was eventually called home to be with the Lord. I dedicate this poem in her honor. I still miss her, even today.