When you are two The whole world Is yours- And you know it! You hear your name Over and over Understanding It belongs to you- Once you can say it The word my Quickly follows- My Mama My Dada My toy My everything! Sass and confidence In such small packages- As it should be When you are two
Remembering how fast time passes…learning to celebrate the small moments. ❤
The entire sky was white A covering of wisdom Over travelers below- I can’t speak for others, But I was hoping for sunshine- Not a lesson In patience While driving to work In the rain- It wasn’t a heavy rain Just steady, and I must admit, Peaceful- For a moment, I pictured Myself happily walking In the gentle rain- The thought made me chuckle Suddenly, I felt calm Thankful for rainy lessons Sent from the wisest of clouds On a cool Spring morning- Perhaps the Sun will shine tomorrow
If only I could remember What it was like Being two- Then perhaps I would know What you’re thinking When you look at me With those curious blue eyes- Oh, sometimes it’s obvious- Sit here, Gigi! Come on, Gigi! No, Gigi! It’s those other times In your own little world Playing, pretending Quietly talking- I wish I knew- I’m sure the day will come When you tell me exactly What you’re thinking- And I will listen because I still have a lot to learn
Posed on a calm Quiet breeze or Shouted in frantic storms- The question remains the same- Do you see me? My soul longs To slow down To stop To be still Locking my eyes on The whole of you- Recognizing the lessons Provided in your design And in your purpose, Whether serene or inclement- Answering your question As you answer mine
I can’t say there’s A set recipe For thirty-two years- Only that laughter Eases many tensions Creating lasting memories- Patience and understanding Cover a multitude of Life’s challenges- And commitment is A bond that carries Far beyond feelings- All of these ingredients Leave me with a grateful heart Looking back and looking ahead
The proof is often hazy Evidence sometimes vague Requiring intense searching – You know the sun is there Its warmth permeates your skin- Your eyes see the light- But lines Painted across the clouds Are so faint That they are visible Only through squinted eyes – And even then a sliver of doubt As to your squinty-eyed realization Creeps its way into your thoughts – Close your eyes Feel the warmth on your face- Open your eyes Believing the source remains Even when temporarily out of view
Darting back and forth In a game of hide-n-seek Behind veils not thick enough To completely conceal – Like a child playing Peek-A-Boo Behind their blanket While sitting across from you At the table-knowing They are not hidden Simply having fun pretending- Such was the sun On that early morning Darting back and forth As its color shifted from bright tangerine To muted peach …bright to muted …bright to muted Behind layers of thin wispy clouds- As if calling me to come play While asking the question- Which of us is moving? Is it me, or you, or the clouds?
We took a walk That time of the afternoon When it feels like The minutes pass by A bit slower A time when weeds Serve as flowers For little hands To pick and share- Your tiny feet Moved ahead of mine Far enough to bring A tinge of nervousness-Until I recognized the feathery Wings of an angel In the wispy clouds Gracefully floating across the Blue- A protector of our path A guardian for my heart As we turned around And walked side by side The path leading back home
I have been living with this poem for weeks, questioning my words. Are they too sentimental, too emotional, or too serious? Finally, I decided they were not too anything. They are my thoughts. Maybe some of you can relate. 🩷
A Mom’s Thoughts
-For my children
Should the time come That our roles reverse And my need for care from you Outweighs my ability to care for you- Know that I love you I will always love you More than I have ever been able To completely and fully express – From the day you were born No-from the moment I knew you existed I loved you- Looking back and looking forward Must only be done in small amounts While standing firmly in the present- I know this is true- Giving yourself to each day As each day gives itself to you Is the wiser of choices- So, I will not linger on the thought of that day- Only to say this- I am thankful We are pieces of the same puzzle