Loving your child is unconditional
imperfections and all
The days of their youth stored
In your upstairs memory doors
Memories of picnics and lazy days
Glad you took the time to play
The way she held her head
The smile revealed love was said
As the days and years moves along
They learn their own mommy song
None can return to those innocent years
When mamas hand calmed childhood fears
Every son or daughter is unique in their way
A characteristic none can take away
In the end, children, now adults, make choices
Using the now-adult parent voices
Whether they are right or wrong
The right to choose, No longer belongs
To the mother of their childhood
I remain silent inside, as I should
A mothers restraint is the actual test
Not from a lack of love, but
Because it’s for the best
