Sierra Mazzucca's Poetry site

An anchor is a strong weighted device, used to connect an object from drifting away, due to unpredictable environments.
You have always been the force that keeps us from straying too far away.
It was hard, but you learned to extend your line with each of us, for a fear that the whole ship would have sank.
And that was not going to happen, if you had it your way.

You had to make many heartbreaking decisions, what seemed like over and over again.
But still you remained an anchor. Even though your heart ached for the love and support you gave.
You showed up, because you knew what it felt like to be a child with a mother who couldn’t participate.
As a mom, it kills me to know you felt that way.

I wish someone would’ve showed up for you. Sat in the audience, clapped for you. I now understand you were just a child trying to mother with the limited knowledge provided to you.
Like your mom, just a child trying to raise you, with nothing to mirror. She did what she knew, and her best to protect you.

This is probably why you never give up, because that’s what you would’ve wanted your own mother to do.
So I am beyond honored to be part of you,I love you mom.
Happy Mother Anchors day to you.