Posted by: expectingamiracle | May 11, 2008

What makes a mother

What makes a Mother


I thought of you and closed my eyes
And prayed to God today.
I asked what makes a Mother
And I know I heard him say.
A Mother has a baby
This we know is true.’
But God, can you be a Mother
When your baby’s not with you?
Yes, you can, He replied
With confidence in His voice
I give many women babies
When they leave is not their choice.
Some I send for a lifetime
And others for a day.
And some I send to feel your womb
But there’s no need to stay.
I just don’t understand this,
God I want my baby here
He took a breath and cleared His throat
And then I saw a tear.
I wish I could show you
What your child is doing today.
If you could see your child smile with other children and say:
“We go to earth to learn our lessons Of love and life and fear.
My Mommy loved me oh so much I got to come straight here.
I feel so lucky to have a Mom
Who had so much love for me
I learned my lesson very quickly
My Mommy set me free.
I miss my Mommy oh so much
But I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep
On her pillow’s where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek
And whisper in her ear.
“Mommy don’t be sad today I’m your baby and I’m here.”
So you see my dear sweet one
Your children are ok
Your babies are here in My home
And this is where they’ll stay.
They’ll wait for you with Me
Until your lesson is through.
And on the day that you come home
They’ll be at the gates for you.
So now you see what makes a Mother
It’s the feeling in your heart.
It’s the love you had so much of
Right from the very start.
-author unknown

Dear One
I never got to feel you kick,
or watch my belly grow.
Instead I often wonder
why it is you had to go.
I never got to see your smile,
hear you laugh or hear you cry.
Instead I search for answers
abut there is no reason why.

I never got to hold you close,
and rock you into sleep.
Instead I hold you in my heart
until next time we meet.

So many dreams that I have lost
since you’re not here with me.
For now you are my angel
and a soft, sweet memory.

But I didn’t miss it all,
precious baby, that is true.
For I’ll always be your mommy
and forever, I’ll love you.

–Me

 
 

 

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Responses

  1. Beautiful poems … so sad they ever had to be written. (hugs)


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