Mom's present

What if every tear you ever cried was stored in little vials.
I’d sit and sort through them all even if it took a while,
Just to find the tears you cried the day that I was born.

What if every time you sighed I caught it in a jar,
And used the little puff of air to blow your worries far,
Leaving your heart feeling feather-light, calm, and warm.

What if every time your shoulders ached an angel got its wings.
Then those angels could protect all of your precious darlings,
And praise God in too many magnificent ways to count.

What if when you said “I love you” the sun came out from behind a cloud.
Because warmth is what I always feel when you say those words out loud,
And I never get tired of hearing them no matter how the number mounts.

What if every time you laughed a new star formed in the sky,
Shining and twinkling like the playful sparkle in your eye.
That way the night would no longer seem so dark.

What if when I made you proud the ocean would raise its tide,
As if to show your warm emotions welling up inside.
Just know that you are the inspiration for every adventure I embark.