Give Them Wi ngs

Yesterday the whole family gathered at my house for a Mother’s Day lunch. We’ve done this every year for many years, and it is sobering to see how time creeps up on you. It used to be that my children gave me gifts, but now it’s my children and the grand kids too, and I have a few more wrinkles and aches and pains. But what I noticed most about yesterday was how BIG those little grand kids are getting. Ammon, the oldest, now wears a size 11 men’s shoe! Even the 4,5 and 6 year olds are looking grown up. I can’t decide if time is my enemy or my friend.

When you were born
And I held you close,
So helpless and little.
And I was glad I was your Mother.
I protected and fed,
And cleaned you.
And rocked you.

And you grew.

When you were little,
And home all day,
And running around
Underfoot all the time,
I was so glad I was your Mother.
We played and we read.
We walked and we talked.

And you grew.

When you were in school,
And gone some of the time.
You made friends of your own.
And played your own games.
I helped you with homework.
I washed and I cleaned.
I counseled and worried.

And you grew.

You stand at the threshold
Where I once stood,
With your back to our home,
And the world in your face.
And I’m glad I’m your Mother.

I will miss you and wish
You were back home again.
But still I will help you
Fashion the best wings I can make
As you fly away from me.

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Jeanne

Born in southern Idaho. Attended Brigham Young University. Worked as a transfusion service medical technologist at LDS Hospital in Salt Lake City, Utah for 45 years. Married Robert & have 3 children, 7 grandchildren.

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