SmileyRose Ramblings by Frances Rose Agnes Napper (She/Her)

A mother’s role
is part shelter, part sky.
She is the place you land
when the world feels sharp,
and the one who gently opens her hands
when it’s time for you to fly.
She teaches without speeches—
how to love, how to fall and rise,
how strength can be quiet
and still unbreakable.
A mother worries in silence,
cheers in the loudest rooms,
and carries her children in her heart
long after, they no longer need her arms.
And when she lets go,
it isn’t because love has grown smaller—
it’s because it has grown brave.