MUSINGS ON MOTHERHOOD

MUSINGS ON MOTHERHOOD

  

A beautiful young woman

With a baby on her knee,

Gently stroking tender skin

This is the picture I see.

She is busy now and happy

With a little one at her feet.

There is a quiet confidence

And a smile for those she meets.

Again she sits her life is full

Another baby now is hers.

She watches very carefully

The toddler on the stairs.

It's night feed and napkins,

Teething, fevers and toys.

Her mother hands are busy

But her heart knows mother joys.

Soon it is school and playtime friends

Sandpits, ball games and such.

There is hardly time to tell them

That she loves them very much.

She stands on the sidelines at the games

And cheers her children on.

Knowing somewhere deep inside

That these days will soon be gone.

Teenage years approach

And now the rules are changed,

Suddenly not needed quite so much

Her life is rearranged.

Learning to drive and going out

Wanting to drive the car.

Her life is very different

And she has travelled far.

The years move on with their ups and downs,

With their sadness and their joy.

Suddenly it is changed again ~

No more little girl or boy.

Romance and love affairs,

Broken hearts and broken dreams.

They each find special people

To share their plans and schemes.

They no longer live with her

Or play upon the stairs

But she holds them in her mother heart

And in her mother prayers. 

A beautiful older woman

With a baby on her knees

Life has come full circle

I wonder what picture she sees.

©  Linda J. Vaughan