My Mother's Dreams & My Actifit Report Card: October 22 2019

I have had a pretty calm day today with no heartbreaking real-life narratives to share today, thank goodness. Not many people showed up at the gym and so there was less chit chat as we worked out. I spent my time on the treadmill thinking about my Mom and all the songs she taught me. Mom taught me how to speak well, communicate right, respect people, love people and to dream big. Those thoughts inspired the poem below;

Below each gentle river,
My mother's songs whisper to me.
They caress my cheeks and pat my hair.
My mother's songs are sweet to me.

When my days become longer
And time seems to stay still,
My mother's words echo back at me.
They warn me of dangerous times
And remind me to be strong and free.

On the wall, my mother's voice hangs with me,
In my sleep, she dreams with me.
My mother's dreams are lofty and many
Her hopes and aspirations descend like a cloud
They settle in my bones, waiting for reality.

My mother's love walks with me, even if the times are hard
Strangers seek to hurt me, muttering curses from angry lips.
But mother acts as a shield, fighting and praying daily
For me to breathe and be everything I ever wanted to be

Cycling, Walking