On Being A Mother Poem by Karin Elizabeth Martin

Thank you Father, for allowing me to be a mother,
to wipe a tear, share a smile, share a secret.
Thank you for letting me have so many memories of you,
little one, now a mother with children of your own.
I did the best I could and knew, I see in you that you are good and true.
I treasure each time you look into my eyes and tell me your fears, hopes, dreams and strifes.
I live vicariously thru your world, I silently cheer your accomplishments, pray that all your endeavors turn out positive and wish for you all the things I did not do because I was so wrapped up in you.
Never surrender your dreams my child, they are what gives you the breath to expel and propel your sails. You will go far and wide. I am not yet old but wiser than I was when you were wee. I still do not know it all but try to speak so you will listen. I think it will come later, my words, which at the time spoken may have been mocked or scoffed. A time in your life will come and the future will come rushing back at you, just as it does me now, Thank you my children, for giving me your love and trust and allowing me to watch you spread your wings and fly.
Soar high, far and wide...and take your children with you... teach them well and they will always remember...sometimes at the most unusual times and places... and they will smile.... and even years from now, they will visit me where I rest, and lay a flower upon me. Do not shed a tear, just remember my meaning and love forever...