I have many opportunities to observe my daughters with
their children. I never tire of watching them scoop up a
tired boy (or girl…except that we only have the one little
girl and she is, by her own admission, NEVER TIRED)
and cuddle him to sleep. Sometimes it isn't to sleep;
sometimes it is to comfort after a fall, kiss a skinned knee,
listen to a wild tale of adventure.
Since this is Mother's Day week I decided to go back
and publish a poem about a mother, and all mothers,
for you. I wrote it a couple of years ago but didn't include
it on the blog. It speaks to how deeply the hearts of
mothers and their children are bound together with the
cords of love. It's a God Thing, as we say.