Mama

I found this poem I wrote in 2009 and I thought it was appropos to the upcoming weekend’s celebration of Mother’s Day.

I love being a mom and I’m lucky enough to have my mom with me this year.

Unconditional love is what mom’s are all about.  We learn it from them and then learn how to give it once we become one.

I wish all the mom’s a very special Mother’s Day!!

 

BEING MAMA

Mama said a dirty word that starts with an “S”

When did the S-word start to mean dense?

Gramma got no clothes on.  Why you look so big?

Baby, get a shovel.  Gonna help you dig.

 

What, what, what did you say?

Why, why, why not today?

Where, where, where can I play?

How, how, how do I pray?

What, why, where and how?

These are the questions I hear for now.

Precious are these I tuck in at night.

Now I believe in love at first sight.

 

Walking down the isle of the only store I go.

Mama won’t you get me that, I saw it on a show.

I push the cart along as the baby starts to cry.

Screaming, kicking, hitting, shoving til I could die.

 

Thank you, God, for these precious ones

Who could ask for such special sons

I get to enjoy this love at last

Everyone says they grow so fast

 

And then the silence comes, the magic of the nap.

The drool rolls down his face, while he’s curled up in my lap.

I pray to God Almighty to make them strong one day.

Make them be Godly men, but let the twinkle stay!

Some Wisdom for Today:  Proverbs 25:26 – Like a muddied spring or a polluted fountain is a righteous man who gives way before the wicked.

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