Memories of you
Are as gentle, peaceful, as the morning dew……
As the bus pulls up you would say
“I love you and have a great day!”
As we whisk off into the big world
You would say a prayer as only a mother could
“Please lord watch over my sheep.”
Children sometimes take too big of a leap
so ready for things, they know not of
But it’s up to me, to look above
When they end their day
and I greet them at the door
They would say testimonies of many galore
Tears would stream down my face
Because they would sing words of grace
Theres nothing better I could’ve instilled in them
The blessings, the faith, your words, the hymns
I will always remember the stories you told
And how your love never once grew old
The way you cared and prayed each day
Still follows me in many ways
Even now when life moves fast
Your gentle wisdom continues to last
Thank you Lord for bringing such joy into our home
My children will always know, they will never be alone
As they walk through life, I hope they know
You are waiting, looking below
-Written by SR
Through the eyes of a child: I love you Momma.
Looking back now, I realize this poem was written from two places at once.
Part of it came through the eyes of a child still remembering the comfort, faith, and love of her mother. But another part of it was already being written through the heart of a mother herself — beginning to understand the weight of those prayers, the quiet worry, and the deep love that follows your children everywhere they go.
At the time, I may not have fully realized I was standing in the middle of both roles at once.
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