I Am 'Mother' Poem by Phantom Anonymous

I am the model, for the minds in which I mold,
For the many faces of young dreamers, in which I hold,
I am the hand, that supports a weary head from tilting,
I am the voice, that protects a fragile mind from wilting,
I am the force that pushes a timid child to try,
I am the soft shoulder that waits, for the moment they cry
I am the wheel that turns them out of mischief,
I am the accelerator, that speeds their minds to quickness,
I am that beam that grips them in place when they lean,
I am one of the many influences, which inspire them to dream.
I am the future self with which they aspire to be,
While being their mentor, their parent, I still find time to be me.