Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Just For Today . . . in honor of mothers

Dear Holy Friends,
    I apologize for the hiatus. I'm back. The next week or so will be dedicated to motherhood and children growing up. I have friends who are grandparents, friends who are pregnant, friends who have a totally empty nest, and those with the nest on the verge. Reflection abounds.
In His Grip, Chandra
This poem was written 5/14/03 when my oldest was on the edge of graduation from high school.
Growing Pains
I sit here on my swing looking back over the years
they fly by fast, filled with happiness and tears.
Was is yesterday I first nursed him at my breast?
But in two weeks he takes his last final test.
How could eighteen years have gone so fast?
How can his time with us almost have passed?
Have I treasured my moments with him enough?
Did he understand the times I had to be tough?
Will he remember reading, playing, and rocking in my chair?
Will he know no matter where he goes my love is always there?
Is there more I should have done to help him go forth?
Have I done enough to show him his worth?
Father, he was entrusted to me by only You,
I trusted You to show me what to do.
Thanks for the blessing you gave in this sweet son,
All of the laughter, tears, joy, anger, and fun.
I guess after this, I have one thing left I have to do,
It's time to let him go and entrust him back to You.
Brandon Alan Smith, 24

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