A Poem for my Mom

I apologize for my absence!  I promise to do better.  I wrote a poem for my mom....so this is for her.

"Super Heroes"

"Moms" are what they are called,
But that doesn't seem fitting...
These women are so much more,
Need a title that's more committing.

They begin on a whim,
Not knowing what's in store,
Then rise to the occassion,
And continue on to soar!

The joke often goes
That they go by many a name,
Li,ke "maid", "butler", "medic",
"Servant", "driver"....all the same.

They offer up love,
Like they'll never run out,
And they comfort all tears,
Give benefit of a doubt.

Smother babes with kisses,
Lend always their shoulder,
Stand watch waiting for those,
Whose heart grew colder.

Advise frequently,
Whether asked for or not,
Forgive almost daily,
Always there when they are sought.

Share with their laughter,
Warm a room with a smile,
Always understanding,
They have walked that mile.

So many years,
They give up who they are,
And continue to give,
Above...beyond...by far!

Yet they walk among us,
Not wearing capes,
Instead their arms are open wide,
Providing us an escape.

They push and they pull,
Whichever we need most.
They celebrate our achievements,
And parties they host!

They are worth so much more,
Than one day has to offer;
More "oomph" to their title,
No "chaperone"; No "chauffer"

How is it I know?
What example can I share?
Well it is quite simple...
Its MY mother that's there!

She is more than all this,
More than words can express.
She takes life by the horns,
This earth is her fortress.

She is my role model,
Who I want to become.
I love her so much.
She is my mom!