Mother

Mother

In your life, did you take care

Did you skip rope, take the dare

Did you hope to be your mother, and grow as old

And brave each winter, be as bold?

Your life you know, held within your purse

Each love a lyric, each kiss a verse

Coins of change, and bills come due

The days so spent, but each one new

Did you skip the rope, kick the can

Did you love deeply, hold someones hand?

Hide in blankets, when those summer storms passed?

Did you sprint each year,or make each one last.

Or laid back on grass, stare at the stars?

Laughed easy, danced? Gazed a mile afar?

Did you skip rope, and never see

The day would come, at seventy

Remembering when spring held its chill

Dreamed a dream, that candied pill

Did you come to fact? Age and reason?

Did you warm in love, in all your seasons?

Skip the years stones across your waters,

Your children came, you created mothers

So here at last, the skipped rope rests

On shaded porch, in memories chest

Look back, and back, the child , the lady

Know this, I give you,

No matter the age, you will always be

Your mothers baby.