Mother,
It is my birthday
And I think of you…..
Thank you, for my life……
In all the passing years
I still think of you.
This day…… My day……
Not much celebration going on
The day you delivered me.
But oh my mother…if you could see me now….
I would want it to bless your heart…..
To see what I have done with the gift of life given to me.
I am so sorry you could not keep me or
Watch me grow and bloom into the woman
I am becoming today.
I am sorry, it was not your hand that held me
As a child in the night ,when I was so afraid.
Nor your voice that comforted me in the darkness and challenges of
My life……
Nor your laughter, or your encouragement I heard
Throughout my youthful growing years.
You have not seen the many places, and people
Whose lives have touched me and I them and all
That has gone into making me………Me.
But still…here I am……
I am trying to do the best with my life I can.
I have loved, laughed, climbed mountains,
Walked in the valleys and…..well sometimes I have even stopped to rest in the shadows for oh so long………
Until I had almost forgotten the warmth of the sun……
I am learning to let people into my life and heart
And build a bridge to friendship……
I have known times of deep loss, .…. but also the pleasure of much gain…..
And I have known the joy of being raised with a family…..
I have been a daughter…and a sister…a wife…a mother….… and a friend to many…
Who have lost their way in life…….
I so wanted you to meet my friends…
I wanted you to meet the woman who became my “mum”…
I am learning to sing in the barren times, and the times of plenty….
I am learning to let the light shine from within…
And to let the wounds heal over…..
I am learning to sing a new song…..
And I wanted to say thankyou.
I think of you and wanted you to know
My life has gone on…..
And I am coming into full bloom…
And this day of all days……. my birthday,
I remember you and smile.
Jean shefalie Hollis copyright 1/1/06
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