Upon the page, with ink so bright,
A daughter shares her life’s delight.
To her dear mom, a heartfelt note,
Of growing up and dreams that float.

“I’ve journeyed far, seen much unknown,
With each step, I’ve surely grown.
You taught me kindness, love so strong,
To face life’s joy and sorrow’s song.

‘Don’t fear the world,’ you said to me,
‘Within its dark, find light to see.’
You were right, dear mother mine,
Life’s a mix of sweet and bitter wine.

Your words of wisdom, from years before,
Gave me strength, opened the door.
At forty-four, I stand with pride,
A writer now, with dreams as guide.

I left behind my banking days,
To wander through the writer’s maze.
Though the path ahead may be unclear,
Gratitude fills me, year by year.

For every twist and turn, I’m grateful too,
For lessons learned and joys anew.
My profession now uncertain, free,
But lucky, oh so lucky, to be me.

Thank you, mother, for your guide,
Through life’s journey, side by side.
In endings, I find a new start,
A writer’s rhythm in my heart.”