It all started with ABC, then come 123
Ten Little Indians, and the bumble bee
Baa baa black sheep, I have two hands
And even the song Alice in Wonderland
Funny and amazing, what a mother could do
Just to make her child happy and smiling too
I have learned to sing when I became a mom
I have learned many songs and learned to hum
Swaying with a song, dancing with every tune
Jumping when he jumps, stomping when he stomps
Running after him, laughing when he laughs
Though tiring, so tiring, this won't make me stop
Being a mother is fun, it is once in a lifetime
When my son laughs, reminds me of a chime
Being a mother is a gift, a gift and a treasure
All mothers out there will agree with me for sure.
I am reminded by the presence of my grandsons...very nice and meaningful...I can feel it.
Never tire of hearing the joys of motherhood and you share so much of the special beauty in this one for us all to feel just a tiny bit of that wonderful privelege of that part of life. Very enjoyable to read about such a high level experience.... Thank you Naida... Jim Troy
sounds like music to me, but that's poetry too.
This is a very nice one, Naida. Keep singing and dancing. Not every mother feels the same, but the ones who do, are the real good ones. A poem that is very pleasant to read. Thanks
Nicely put. Even though I am no a mother myself, I know that kids are a blessings by seeing proud mothers, like in this poem I read. Imagine a world without kids, it would be a pretty lonely place. I just wanted to say I read all your poems, your a very talented person. As if you never heard that one before. Thank you for inviting me to read your Poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are a nice poet. I hope that you continue to write poems. Very meaningful indeed.