My Mama sent me this poem today that she found
here and it's so sweet that I just had to share :-)
Motherhood
by Joyce Ellen
one quarter of a century…
that's how long
I have had the
privilege of...
...mothering this sweet child
he was my first born
it was a new experience
i rocked the job
in the beginning
maybe even
thru the toddler years
once he reached school
i simply repeated
behaviors
i had observed
behaviors
i had been taught
and that's when my skills
started not being
so great
i look back now
with tears flowing down
my cheeks
i should have
wrapped my arms
around him more
and simply held him
i should have
just allowed him to be
to share what he wanted
to share
and shut up
i should have worried less
about what others thought
i should have learned that
as a mother
you put your own needs
behind his
i should have accepted
his choices
without criticism
and when i failed at that
i should have learned
to apologize
i should have told him
i love him
every single day
i know this
because
that's what
i'm yearning for
for me
the child within me
it's not too late
i'm still alive
and thankfully he's still
beside me