A Mother’s Love

She was there when all you had were tears. She knew what you needed and calmed all your fears. Before you could speak she knew all you had to say, All she need do was look in your eyes, it was simply her way.

Then as you learned how to speak, crawl and walk, She followed each step and wouldwatch like a hawk. Each scrape to the knee or fall to the ground, She'd scoop you right up never looking around.

Just one little kiss could put out all those fires, Until Junior High where the stakes grew much higher. Mean girls and bullies, the nightmares of all. Yet once safely home in her arms still you'd crawl.

She stopped being able to watch all your moves, But slowly allowing you to learn your own groove. Independence has a way of squeezing its way in, Causing you to want to grow up much faster than she did.

And then that day arrived, certainly all too soon. Suitcases packed, goodbyes were all said. She smiled and told you to "we'll still be sleeping underneath the same big moon", Then kissed you softly on the head.

Off on your own, Is that not what you longed for? But, oh, why must this hurt so? Why all the tears? If only one more time you could walk back through that door, To the place you called home for 18 short years.

Don't fret little one, you are never a bother! You are welcome home any time by your sweet, loving mother.