The Family Matriarch

She is the backbone that keeps us rigid.
The comforter when tears overflow.
The bearer of good news, when all hope is lost.
When your heart is broken, her touch is like a hot cup of chocolate with marshmallows inside.

She walks the walk, and talks the talk.
She takes the worms and weaves them into silk.
And we, the garments that she adorns and take pride in.
She is the mediator between the lions and zebras in our family.

And at the end of it all...
Her children, great grandchildren, and grandchildren calls her the wall that brace our fall and the farmer that never forget to tend to the crops.
She is the light that will never go out in our hearts.

- LD'