In The footsteps of my Mother

In the footsteps of my mother I fly and sore

in the footsteps of my mother I sometimes adore

from the beginning of time

I knew I would one day have mine

the path she has created for me , scream screams aloud

driving me to enter the door that she took

though the door was meant to be

for her and not for me

I wonder maybe it wasn’t meant to be

but her soul takes on the day

as if without this path she wouldn’t know how to pray

in the footsteps of my mother I now take

meanwhile on this way I stop for a moment

making a different turn ,

I found my own fortune

one that I believe God created for me

this path may seem similar as to my mother's

so I look deeper and deeper

by stories that have been told, it all seem the same

so I look deeper and deeper

steeper and steeper  this path takes me

narrower and narrower this path makes me

There’s a new mystery at the very edge

but I’m afraid to fall

the bosom of my mother is not here

the protection of her arms is nowhere

the gentleness of her voice is unheard

so what do I do!! I plead to the heavens

For as I was in her womb I was unaware of her path

There was only sweet sounds of love

her heartbeat was the music to me falling asleep

so momma at this edge do I jump or leap?

To the heavens, I look up to see

my heart, it tells me to look deep

In the path of my mother I see

though similar at the edge

deeper and steeper as I go

I recognize a difference

 a different chance below

So I close my eyes, feel my mother

listen to my heart, then the heavens like another

I leap , but not just leap

a leap of faith ,

In the path of my mother no longer afraid

things are not my mother's but my way

God has plan my life accordingly

and what happens next is all for me

As she loved me , I too shall love this child

the similarity only makes me go the extra mile

The plans I have for you are good

I needed to express, for  this I have understood

so take this promise from me to you

to always love you and share a motherly connection

to remove every distinction and conviction

you and I its meant to be

we may never know if it was destine

so let’s create a renow destiny

yet we each chose a path

as God gives us choices

in your life a prayer I give

to be apart of the important voices

that will help you on your very own path you live

Because as I write this from start to finish

in the footsteps of my mother I fly and sore