Who was it that carried me and gave me birthAllowing my entry into this beautiful earth?
Who patiently taught me when I was newly bornAnd helped rebuild my feelings when they were torn?
When I learned to walk and my shoes I first tiedWho was always watching over me, staying by my side?
When I was bad and sometimes angrily went to bedWho pointed out all the good I’d done and said?
Who set the example as I dealt with all my strifeEnabling me to deal with the challenges in this mortal life?
Who lifted me up with strength greater than their ownAnd I could always turn to whenever I was alone?
Who was that heavenly angel sent from aboveThat helped me with care and filled me with love?
I know it's someone who could endure and work harder than any otherSo unique, wonderful and one of a kind, my very special Mother.
Joshua Frost Crippen is an army combat medic working in the states at a clinic, pediatrics section. He says he is in heaven :) because the closest thing to heaven are children. This is not his only poem so check the label to see if I have posted more.
Thank you Brother Crippen and thanks to your mother for inspiring this beautiful poem.