Happy Mommy's Day to Every True Mommy!

I love to write. Poems especially. And in honor of Mother's day, which is quickly approaching, I thought I would post a poem that I wrote about mothers. Someday, I will publish a book with all my poems and stories in them. So think of this as a "sneak peek" of what is it come. ha ha

Beginning to See

Mom,
I always knew you loved me.
You showed it each and every day.
I never doubted you’d be there for me,
no matter what came your way.
I always knew you would cry with me
and be quick to give a squeeze.
I never doubted you’d be proud of me.
You were never hard to please.
But…
Now, I’m older
with a child of my own,
and I’m beginning to see more of what
I’ve thought I’ve always known.

I’m beginning to see
the little things are really the big things
I treasure and I love,
like a slobbery kiss, a giggle, a look,
or a small chubby armed hug.

I’m beginning to see
worrying about everything
is something I will do often.
But how can I help it when the
clothes are hot, the air is cold,
or he’s just plain coughin’?

I’m beginning to see
how a mother’s time
is truly not her own.
But to also enjoy each passing moment
‘cause all too quickly, they’re grown.

I’m beginning to see
how much a mother depends
on prayer and heaven above
to watch her family day and night
and surround them with
protection and love.

I’m beginning to see
how a mother would do anything
to take away the pain and tears,
the endless nights, the crying eyes,
the aching stomachs and infected ears.

I’m beginning to see
a mother’s love
truly knows no bounds or depths,
and although I know I still have
much to learn,
I know I will always be in debt
to my Mother, who was also once
a mother beginning to see.
I love her for all she’s done
and all she’s passed along
to a beginning mother like me.
-2005-