Never Too Late

I just received my Mother's Day poem from Daniel in Ethiopia. Hey, any mother will agree that these two old adages really are true: better late than never, and it's the thought that counts. Especially when it's something this precious :)

happy belated mothers day! i love you!

here is your poem:

so strange the way our heartstrings play
at times they brave so pure a faith
at times they break and fear to pray
but break or brave, the subtle tune
feels like one you always knew
and teaches in the way it soothes

her heartstrings whisper gentle tones
when love collides with fear and stone
when ice winds blow into her home
but ice or stone, the storm will spend
and she will hear the tune again
her heartstrings blessed and made to mend

love you mom!