MOTHER'S DAY

MOTHER'S DAY 

It is May and Mother’s Day again

And many things come to mind,

About the special days and times

When life itself was kind.

Each Mother heart could tell a tale –

The pain of giving birth `

The joy when holding that newborn

The greatest feeling on earth. !

The days when life itself was a blur

Of nappies, teeth and toys,

When laughter lived in our homes

And we raised our girls and boys.

The School days and the uniforms

The letting go – the growing,

The boyfriends and the love affairs

How could we then be knowing?

How quickly days would fly

When life was quite involved.

 We would soon see the changes

And the adults who evolved.

But this Mother’s Day I have been thinking

Of those whose hearts are sore,

Who bear the agony of not raising

The children that they bore.

Those little ones too soon taken

Who never had a chance.

 I have seen the pain of those Mothers

With just a little glance.

I have felt the heartache

For those with children gone.

And those who never were blessed

With daughter or with son.

I have felt the pain in my heart

For a child who needed special care

And I have seen the devotion given

Daily and with tenderness rare.

I feel the pain in Mother hearts

Who had no real choice,

They gave their little ones up ~

When no one heard their voice.

So on this Mother’s Day

My thoughts are prone to stray

To all those who do “Mother” things

And bless children on the way.

Those who wipe the tears

And clean up the “accident”

Those who understand

That this breakage was not meant.

Those who give their hearts and love

To children in great need,

Those who clean and cook

And another mouth will feed.

The Grandmas who have the time

To play – while Mum is in great haste,

Who make a point of little “treats”

And not a moment do they waste.

They listen very eagerly

To that special little voice

“I love you Grandma”

Makes their heart rejoice.

So on this Mother’s Day I send to you

My love – my care – my thoughts ~

My very great respect for Motherhood

And all the joy that it has brought.

©  Linda J. Vaughan

May 9th. 2003