Every Mother in the world can relate to cherished Memories. Strong ties, physically and emotionally bind us to our chldren.
What a joy the day you first gazed up at me.
Your life so brand new, who or what would you be.
Cuddling softly in my circle of love,
whispering promises, I cooed like a dove.
I must keep fresh the memories most clever,
bright and alive forever and ever.
When you first sat up, your first step, your first word,
your first day of school with us fighting back tears.
mother and child with unspeakable fears.
Days turned to months and the months into years,
You soon spread your wings, it was time, it was necessary.
In the blink of an eye those precious years flew by;
the boy became a man, the man you are today.
It seems now when I recall the days of yesteryear,
a film of your life appears in the corner of my mind.
and for a short while my little boy I find.
But, oh, my sweet son, the time is now and pride fills my heart.
Another day another year, still time cannot erase
the memory of your trusting eyes, the look upon your face.
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|Reviewed by John Domino
|Memories made magnificant! Nicely penned. Where does time go!
|Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
|Julia,your poem brings tears to my eyes, as it causes me to reflect on my own son. Thanks for sharing this heartfelt poem with others.|
|Reviewed by Denise Contreras
|Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson
|A Beautiful Poem. Children are so precious and extentions of us.....M|
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|Beautiful poem, makes me think of my own son who too is now a grown man and a wonderful one he is...but I still see him as my little boy, my beautiful baby boy...your a great poet!|
|Reviewed by Phillip William Allen
|Too bad they do grow up.|