Picking up crayons to put them away,
or sweeping up pieces of colored clay,
that’s what my job is, today,
just being a Mom.
Kissing away hurts, to play hide and seek,
looking in at night for one last peek,
holding your child and dancing cheek to cheek,
just being a Mom.
Settling squabbles, washing out stains,
patiently fixing her dollhouse or his H&O train,
wanting to protect them and keep them from pain,
just being a Mom.
Fixing chocolate chip cookies fingers licking the bowl,
praying they make just one more goal,
long days that sometimes just take their toll,
just being a Mom.
Making the same sandwich day after day,
year after year in just the same way,
hoping they eat more than PB&J,
just being a Mom.
Watching as they grow so fast,
remembering all this in the past,
but wanting it to last and last,
just being a Mom.
Now she’s a young lady and he’s a young man,
I pray values taught will help them stand.
Knowing that the job at hand,
is just being a Mom.
It’s time for me to let go,
but how can I, when I love them so,
how I’ll do it I don’t know.
I miss just being a Mom!