A Mother's Poem to her grown son |
A Mother's Lesson As tears well up inside my eyes, I think of what my son said to me tonight. Mom, you always tell me negative things, He said with anguish in his warm heart. I said Son; it's only that I love you so; I want no harm to come to you. As I tried to help him, the dangers to see, I caused him some pain; unforeseen. What he perceives as my slights, I see as my personal insights; A way for me to help him think through; As always, just a way of loving him too. I guess it's hard to cease being the "mommy" in me. Ever wanting to hold your hand as you cross the street. And surely I know, that you're all grown, Able to decide for yourself and on your own. Sometimes I forget in my mother's heart, you just want to share; wanting me to see your gait. To share in you and the joys of your heart; Wanting me know each new step that you take. You're proud of yourself and want me to know. I will do my best to step back and watch you grow. I promise to love you in ways you need me to do. I will try to keep mind; that there's no need For me to kiss your skinned knee, bundle you up and remind you of things. I promise to let you stumble, or fall if you must. And only if you ask; I will brush off the dust. I am always your Mom, ever loving and such. But I will strive not to be "mommy" quite so much. Please never stop sharing all the things that you do. I will keep my ears open and my heart open too. I will try to not advise unless you ask for it. For the love between mother and son is God's gift. |