This Mother’s Day poem was written for my second son’s Baby Dedication in 2004:
I remember as a child in school
Through every stage and every rule,
Awaiting the next step life would bring,
Ever ready to spread my wing;
From middle school waiting to go to high,
Hoping the school years soon would fly,
Awaiting graduation’s diploma
And feeling as if in a coma;
Then finally reaching college age,
And making my way through that life stage;
While there, locating that special man
Who became the object of my next plan.
Away with the teens and on past twenty,
Life offered opportunity plenty.
Love was bountiful, as little wife
Enjoyed the newest stage of life;
But soon burned that maternal fire,
And strong was life’s newest desire,
That the Lord would someday maybe
Bless us with a precious baby
To train and love and teach and guide
And ever enjoy so close beside.
Now several times the Lord has blessed
With precious baby at my breast,
But now the years are flying by –
No more time to sit and sigh
And hope for life’s next stage to appear,
For this moment now is very dear.
I sit with baby in my arm
And contemplate with much alarm
That this stage is passing all too soon;
Before I know it, it will be June
To mark one year since this child was born
And four years since the summer morn,
When the first came to us, then quickly passed
Into eternity all too fast;
And soon came another lovely child,
Who now at two is somewhat wild;
But all are precious, and now my prayer:
“Lord, you’ve put them in my care.
And I love them, every one
Through trials hard and times so fun
I dedicate their lives to Thee
And beg of you on bended knee
That fruitful lives will end my story
And that they’ll always bring You glory.”
