To Mothers or Those Who Have Mothered
Our children,
Only small once,
Explode in front of us.
Into people
with ideas and motivations
dreams and desires
And our hearts swell
With pride
and shatter with anguish
Knowing that too soon
Their "Mommies" that now
Chirp in our ears
Will stop and we will
See them as women and men
Always infants in our hearts.
Only small once,
Explode in front of us.
Into people
with ideas and motivations
dreams and desires
And our hearts swell
With pride
and shatter with anguish
Knowing that too soon
Their "Mommies" that now
Chirp in our ears
Will stop and we will
See them as women and men
Always infants in our hearts.