A Mother's Thoughts

My thoughts run rampant
                        he's going to leave someday
                        But oh, cherished are those years
                        while he grows, laughs and plays
                        Frightened for one moment
                        at what the future might bring
                        Hoping somewhat privately
                        he will carry some part of me
                        The part that sees the human soul
                        for what it is and how it can love
                        The midnight prayers of faithfulness
                        to the heavens and stars above
                        Will he find a way to accept a challenge
                        and perhaps, though he may fail
                        If he has my sense he will come to know
                        that which seems to be right
                        does not always prevail
                        He will experience the essence of life
                        by creating his own song to share
                        Balancing sorrow with joys
                        he will always feel me there
                        Holding him in my arms
                        singing a soft lullaby
                        into his heart I place hope and love
                        a dove's wings will tempt him to fly...
                        As I watch him move silently, softly
                        surrounded by warmth and wonder
                        I thank God for answering my prayer
                        and for making me his mother