A Poem for Mom

I called my mom and I heard her overwhelmed.

I see how she loves and does better than just well.

Just last week she visited me, she got to be with her mommy, my mom, and me.

We spend time laughing, giggling, and crying too.

Sometimes she yells but I can see through.

She feels sad when she yells. So you see? I know that she actually cares about you and me.

My mom is a wonderful mom.

She loves, she cleans, she cooks, and even sings.

One of her little one says “Mom, I love it when you sing!” Her eyes full of glee.

Mom’s heart starts to shine. She can see she makes a difference sometimes.

What she forgets is sometimes between the lines.

Yes. Sometimes momies yell. But I know her very well. I know that when she yells, all her thoughts race to how badly she treats her young ones. She loves them don’t you see? It’s just harder than you can believe.

It’s even harder for her than she can believe. Raising these ones, you see?

So when you don’t remember, all that you are,

here is a message from your daughter, even though she’s far.

We don’t remember all the times that you yell. We remember the love that we smell when you make us dinner, honey cookies, and birthday cakes. We don't remember the messes in the house, we remember the lessons you taught, even the ones spoken as quietly as a mouse.

You sing “you are my sunshine” and we know it’s true, because you also sing “He has sent me here, has given me an earthly home, with parents KIND and DEAR” and even when we don’t know what it means because we haven’t learned to speak, we know the feeling that you’re teaching.

This feeling is familiar, it is comforting, because we knew each other before even coming here. You were my mommy then and you’re my mommy now. I begged Heavenly Father to send me to you, no matter how I got there. Because mommy, you too are my sunshine.

So when you start to worry that you’re a bad mommy, remember that I love you and that I am still learning. It’s okay not to be perfect, I get it.

It’s hard sometimes to be a mommy, because let’s face it, I’m hard to work with.

Lucky for you, you have daddy too. He might not be perfect, but he sure does love you.

But you hang in there, I know you will, because I am your sunshine and you are mine as well.