I know my son is thinking
'stop looking at me like that'
But I can't help it
As he stands tall before me
taller than me
Holding his college acceptance letter
torn envelope on the table
Another milestone on the road of motherhood
I see behind us, all the other firsts
first smile, first tooth, first word, first step
And I see this new first
another milestone on my road to letting go
a growing up son
almost grown son
I know through my tears and smiles
and very tight hugs
He's standing there thinking it, but not saying it,
'stop looking at me like that'
I can't. And I wouldn't
even if I could.
This is beautiful, Michelle. It makes me want to cry. I can already see those days—so bittersweet. *hugs*
ReplyDeleteThanks Dana! I'm so proud of him, and excited for him....but it's hard to believe that the days of blankie and "snuggle ups" have gone so quickly!
DeleteI get silly like that with my guy too. Watch me get a little teary eyed tomorrow when I go to pick up his Kindergarten Enrollment package.
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This is actually nothing compared to the wreck I was for Kindergarten!
DeleteWhat a wonderful poem on the blessings and difficult moments of motherhood.
ReplyDeleteThat is lovely. I am not looking forward to that moment (even though it is a wonderful achievement). I want to keep the kids close. I do not think I had much sympathy for my mom when I went away to school. I was too excited. But now as a mother I can see how difficult it is! :)
ReplyDeleteRight? I never gave a thought to how my Mom felt as I jumped from her nest! Seeing that from a different side now.....
Delete:) It's a bittersweet day for us too..
ReplyDeleteAwwww what a lovely poem!
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