For Mothers

Mothers laugh, and mothers cry, only to see their babies first steps. Throughout their childhood, and adolescent years, all the way to adulthood. First we soothed them through the night, and then we kissed their scrapes goodbye. Then we saw them of to school, and before you knew it you were looking for colleges for him or her.Once they have flown away to a land of their own. There grows an emptiness inside you, It is the laughter, and the tears. The little pecks goodnight, and the I love yous. That you miss to hear from your child's voice that you use to hear. When I was young I would wish away my years so quickly. though now that I am so much older.Oh, what I would do to turn back time to be with my child back when he was just a baby. Is one ever satisfied with what one truly has. Yet do we just all what different things in reverse times in ones life. Is that what makes it the circle of life. Something we can all ponder or believe.