To their earth
The moon
To their stars
For a precious time
We are
The biggest
And most important
Person
To them
As they
Are
To us
To grow
Their tiny,
Fragile bodies
To birth
These precious babes
To watch
As they learn to do
Everything
We take for granted
Lift their head
Recognize your face
Grasp an object
Learn to speak
Both slowly
And at the speed of light
Their hand
Stops reaching for yours
When you walk together
Their frame
Outgrows your lap
And your legs grow numb
When they try it anyway
Their minds work
In ways
Increasingly difficult
To understand
Their vocabulary
Becomes a code to crack
And they look to their peers
As often
As they look to you
(Or more)
Trust
And letting go
Battle suspicion
And the desire
To hold them close
And off
They go
We watch now
From a distance
And trust
In our own hearts
And wait for signs
That we did
At least a few
Things
Right
I hope
Trying to raise
My three children
As well as my Mom
Raised her three
Is a good enough sign
For her
Happy Mother's Day!
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