"Can I kiss her?" "Of course, that's what she's here for"
Your cheeks are pillows made especially for my lips. They are bottomless and warm and giving as my mouth and nose sinks softly within your flesh.
My baby girl...brand new but like a beautiful wilting flower in the summers breeze you are all floppy like a rag doll. Whatever shall will I do with you?
I shall nurture you in the sunshine, nourish you with food, keep you safe and love you for forever.
Oh, I know that you're a "Big girl" now, but sometimes it's hard to look at how you've grown and matured and the fact that YOU used to fit into me. You will always be a part of me.
When you had to leave, it was hard for me, and somehow I knew you wouldn't be coming back. Being your mother, there are "strings" attached that will never break. I will never let them. I will give the string some slack with the understanding that if you're ever in trouble, you can always count on me to reel you in.
"Queen Bee" buzzing all around with your shiny crown. A multitude of loveliness you leave in your wake as you cast a radiant light for someone to follow.
I don't worry too much about you now. I know that you have the determination and drive to keep you going.
You are my beautiful flower but no longer wilting, but strong, determined and ready to take on whatever you encounter in life.
Happy Birthday
Love,
Mommy
(C) All rights reserved MS 2002
I wrote this 5 years ago today. A day in which I will always remember with such deep love.
this is beautiful my boys have been grown up for a long time but my grandkids still have those soft kissable cheeks even the 16 year old ... this makes me smile
Hi Marilyn,
Such a beautiful tribute.
Love the words...
My boys are all grown,
but i can still smell
their baby scent, as though it were only yeasterday...
The answer to your question about the song, is yes...
You'll Never Walk Alone.
I love that song as well.
Trixie
Reviewed by Masarat Daud (Reader)
Reviewed on April 11, 2002
Beautiful!
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on April 10, 2002
Nothing compares to that sweet baby's smell.
Reviewed by Scada (Reader)
Reviewed on April 10, 2002
I suddenly miss the baby-scent of my boys. *Sigh*. They grow up too fast.
Scada
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on April 10, 2002
This is so beautiful, being a mother I truly can relate to these feelings. Floria
Pengey Penguin takes us on a memorable journey where an unlikely character, twists of fate, and minor miracles help him and his rag-tag Army of little fury animals save Christmas.325 page read to me 4-8 - 9 up reads very quickly.
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Jack
Such a beautiful tribute.
Love the words...
My boys are all grown,
but i can still smell
their baby scent, as though it were only yeasterday...
The answer to your question about the song, is yes...
You'll Never Walk Alone.
I love that song as well.
Trixie
Scada