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A poem about a mothers wishes.

Submitted:Oct 8, 2012    Reads: 7    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

What Matters?

Tender hands caressing and embracing.
My newborn child...
Son to Mother.
The process of nature.
This Matters

From child to adult.
Too big for a kiss.
Still sometimes...
Seeks the tender shelter of his mothers love.
This Matters
Priceless moments...
Shared in Loving Exchange.
He has grown, but Love Remains.
This Matters

To soontheawkward years of Junior High.
The first dance, the first date and the changes as he grows.
Then the complicated years of High school.
This Matters
The independent nature-of Rebellion.
Necessary elements ofthe journey to adulthood.
To find his way upon the sea of life.
The Captain of his own ship!
Says his mother.
This Matters
Tears and Pain, Ripping and Tearing, Hopelessness...
And still Hope....
For that day when a sons love comes back.
With-Love, Understanding, and Honor.
This Matters
The Ultimate Prize!
To finally see that the blood, sweat, and tears. were not in vain.
The day a Good Upright Man stands before me...
And I know it was all worth it!
This Matters
And then...
As I Pass that tender hand that has shared so much love with me…
To the one-He, my son, has chosen togive his tender hand to;
My Heart will Smile.
This Matters
For his hand is in hers now.
And her hand will be the mothers hand to my grandchild-Someday.
And then I know-My Spirit lives on.
This Matters


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