Motherhood Poem by William J. (Skip) Henderson Jr.

When we consider love and caring for one another
We rarely take into account the sacrifice that is given
By those who’ve had the greatest impact on our lives;
Our mothers.

Our father’s contribution to our existence is merely a donation.
Natures way of fulfilling a deep unconscious desire within our mothers.
It is our mother’s body that is the instrument of God’s creation
Her body creates physical vessel that houses our soul.

She undergoes many changes over the nine months of our creation.
Physical changes are obvious but the mental and spiritual changes
Take place on a plane of consciousness that is not understood.
Men observe and marvel, may understand but cannot comprehend.

Women honored by creation are transformed by their instincts
Into caregivers with abilities for which they do not give themselves credit.
Her senses become heightened, her perceptions become revelations
Of what is happening with her offspring in a near psychic manner.

She has an innate ability to comprehend all that affects her child
Good or bad; understands its sounds, body language and expressions.
Little goes unnoticed by a mother who is in tune with her offspring.
Her love makes it flourish in her care and touch.

Growth is relentless from the moment of conception.
During infancy, adulthood, to our earthly demise, we acquire knowledge.
We learn the good and bad human attributes our existence requires
To become the people we were meant to be.

If none of these things occurred, I would not be me!