Why don't you speak out loud instead of living in your head

The Angel

This one I wrote for my mom

To the voice who brought comfort to my tears,
The first sound I heard beside your beating heart.
Its soothing rhythms that sang away my fears,
The one that I have loved from the start.

To the touch that is so tender and sweet,
It is the warmth of your embrace that makes me feel whole.
From the gentle sway as you rocked me to sleep,
I knew right there that you would never let me fall.

To the love that was my very first,
I see its depth and understanding from your shining eyes.
It is within its power that I am immersed,
A feeling for which I am endlessly tied.

To the strength that I so deeply admire,
It is you who gives me the courage to move forward.
A possession of yours that I can dream to aspire,
One of a hero whose footsteps I follow. 

To the woman who I owe this to,
I thank God for you everyday.
For he gave me not only a mother, but an angel,
Who gracefully guides me along my way