A Collection of Poems
Toddler Treasures
In
my hand
he places
One Plastic Glow
In The Dark lizard,
Three Snail shells, a piece of
String on a stick – I think he
went fishing today - nine pebbles,
a bent paper clip, and a shriveled
white daisy. “Because I love you,” he says.
A Mother’s Moment
Rock back, rock forward, forward and back,
Our eyes droop together, my
Child’s and mine. His sweet baby’s breath
Keeps tickling my cheek.
Into dreams we sail. Just us,
No one and nothing else but the
Gentle lilting creak as we move, back and forward, forward and back.
Calling to me are piles of dishes and
Heaps of laundry, but with my wee one
Asleep in my arms, all I can think of
Is how little time I have before he is grown and gone. So I keep
Rocking, back and forward, forward and back.
Mother
A delicate arch glowing
Red in the evening sun
Lovingly chiseled and shaped by
The hands of God.
Graceful, yet strong enough
To withstand the tests of time
And the storms of nature;
An example of steadfastness
Courage, and faith.
A witness to time, ages,
Laughter, tears, a monument
To which we aspire.
Beauty internal and eternal;
A masterpiece in the making.
A Mother’s Prayer
I feel the rhythmic creaking of my rocking chair
And press my cheek, so soft, against your downy hair.
I drop a kiss upon each peaceful slumbering eye
And utter in my heart a silent hopeful prayer.
I want to nurture you and teach you to reach high,
I want you to understand that it’s okay to cry.
I’ll teach you to catch snowflakes on your tiny tongue
And marvel at the rainbows in the glistening sky.
I’ll show you nature’s miracles, after spring has sprung
And show you all the little creatures hiding among
The rocks and crevices. I want to teach you
How to sing the song that’s left unsung.
I want to show you lions, roaring at the zoo,
And be your secret confidant when you’re feeling blue.
You are my precious child. None can compare.
Remember always who you are, my darling, I love you.
