My Mother’s Day poem
I wrote this poem some years back for my Mom. It’s not your usual kind of Mother’s Day poem, but I composed it with tears in my eyes and a good friend cried when she read it right afterwards. It still says a lot. Mom, to you I dedicate it again: I’m SO glad you’re still around.
Now that I know what it’s like
by Sharon L. Bratcher
Now that I know what it’s like:
…to be worried out of my mind about money
…to be scared to death that a child might die
…to be furious with my husband
…to endure pain or fatigue and yet do daily chores
…to feel totally overwhelmed by responsibilities
…to be misunderstood and/or disliked by people I care about
…to suffer deep regret over mistakes
…and to feel remorse and humility over sins;
Now that I know what it’s like:
…to feel truly unhappy, and yet, by God’s grace, press on;
And now that I know that not everyone endures,
ONE result is that I find myself really appreciating the fact that YOU did,
and that your love for me was one of the reasons.
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