A Mother's Silent Wish
 



 

The mother watched her little boy

Stride out the door to play.

‘Would you mind taking me on

Your adventures today?

I may not always be around to

Mend life's many bumps,

So take some feathered kisses to

To put upon your lumps.

Scrapes on elbows and knobby knees

Repair easily, my dear,

But if e'er your heart gets broken,

So will mine, I fear.

Maturity will stretch your mind

For independency,

I can but hope your future roads

Will have some thoughts of me.’

© J.Graham Ducker