Mom
From the very first
day
when I opened my tiny eyes
and saw the sun for the first time
you were there
holding me
smiling down on me.
When I took my first steps
when I opened my tiny eyes
and saw the sun for the first time
you were there
holding me
smiling down on me.
When I took my first steps
wobbling unsteadily
hanging tightly on to the wall
you were there
watching me
catching me if I fell.
Every day when I came out of school
hanging tightly on to the wall
you were there
watching me
catching me if I fell.
Every day when I came out of school
running and skipping
rosy-cheeked from the sun
you were there
waiting for me
ready to play with me.
Those times I couldn’t hold it together
rosy-cheeked from the sun
you were there
waiting for me
ready to play with me.
Those times I couldn’t hold it together
and tears drenched my
cheeks
as I choked and gasped for air
you were there
holding my hand
telling me it would be okay.
When I was sick
as I choked and gasped for air
you were there
holding my hand
telling me it would be okay.
When I was sick
and my weak body
wanted to give in
as pain flowed through me
you were there
caring for me
praying for me.
Even when I was mad
as pain flowed through me
you were there
caring for me
praying for me.
Even when I was mad
and my harsh words
pierced the air
and we turned our backs on each other
you were there
still loving me
ready to forgive me.
And in the happiest of times
and we turned our backs on each other
you were there
still loving me
ready to forgive me.
And in the happiest of times
when love swelled
inside me
and I wanted to dance and shout
you were there
strumming your guitar
singing the joy I felt.
Through my whole life
and I wanted to dance and shout
you were there
strumming your guitar
singing the joy I felt.
Through my whole life
through good times
and bad times
peaceful times and fearful times
you’ve been there
strong and secure
always looking out for me.
And I know
peaceful times and fearful times
you’ve been there
strong and secure
always looking out for me.
And I know
that as I move on in
life
onto uncertain, unmapped roads
you will still be there
believing in me
telling me you love me.
onto uncertain, unmapped roads
you will still be there
believing in me
telling me you love me.
Happy Birthday, Mom!
There’s no way to express how much you mean to me, but I hope this poem will at
least crack the surface. Love Allison XOXOXO
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Happy birthday!
ReplyDeleteAnd what a wonderful poem. Got tears in my eyes.
Me too, Tuija. Thanks so much for reading and commenting.
DeleteAllison is very talented like her Mom in writing such a beautiful poem. As she wrote there is no better Love than a Mother's love ! We need to cherish our times as Mothers ❤️
ReplyDeleteYou're right Barb - you and I both know now what it's like to lose ours. Thanks for commenting and lots of love.
DeleteYou and Richard certainly know how to raise your children well. What a beautiful, touching poem. Thanks so much for sharing.
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you for reading and commenting, Pam. xo
DeleteWow.You're right, Jeannie. I can't imagine a more lovely, more meaningful birthday gift. Thank you for sharing it with us!
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, Adriana. And I'm sure every one of your kids could and would say exactly the same about you!
DeleteSimply beautiful. Both the poem and your relationship. What a blessing
ReplyDeleteI do feel blessed, Sarah. Thanks for commenting.
DeleteOh, Jeannie, that's beautiful! I not only got tears in my eyes, but all over my glasses! Happy, happy birthday, precious friend as well as mother! Love, Maureen
ReplyDeletePS Not sure what you think about the Proverbs 31 woman, but I thought of this verse: "Her children arise and call her blessed" (Prov. 31:28a), which is what your gifted daughter did for you! Now I gotta go clean my glasses - have a great day!
Thank you, Maureen. It's definitely a 2-kleenex poem, isn't it?
DeleteI don't necessarily see the Proverbs 31 woman as an ideal for us all to strive for (I think it's more a composite of good qualities), but I totally agree with your point
Hey Jeannie, beautiful inside and out is that daughter of yours! Such a lovely expression of a daughter's love for her mother. And so well put, Allison - I agree with you btw, she is a great Mom. Just beautiful. And Jeannie, the 2-kleenex part is well said too! Blessings!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Nancy.
DeleteOh my word, Jeannie. Please tell Allison that I now have to take a moment before I can get back to work and it's all her fault that I'm misty eyed.
ReplyDeleteHBBD (Happy Belated Birthday)
I had the same reaction, Tim. :-) Thanks for commenting, and for the birthday wishes.
DeleteThank you for sharing and thank you to Allison for sharing her beautiful spirit.
ReplyDeleteI appreciate your commenting, Mary - thanks so much!
DeleteSuch a blessing to receive a gift like that from your child! I was thinking of you as you celebrated your first birthday without your own mom. Wished I could have taken you out for a coffee :-)
ReplyDeleteThat would have been awesome, Lori. Let's do it sometime soon FOR REAL.
DeleteHappy birthday, Jeannie! I'm reading this late, but I hope your birthday was happy, and that your year will be blessed with the best of God's bounty. What a beautiful poem your daughter wrote! And now I've learned that you play guitar. You are one talented woman!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Betsy :-) I do feel blessed. And I hope you had a lovely holiday with your family: the photo you posted looks like you did!
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