I’m capable of being tough, but frequently I’m weak.
When it comes to you, I often cry…
For YOU though, not for me.
At times, I still see you as a little child, the way you used to be,
But reality shows up reminding me you’re all grownup.
Then I smile, or sometimes weep…
Often, I think of things I’d change or do another way.
At other times, I wouldn’t alter one single thing.
I’m fearless and brave. I’m daunted; I’m afraid…
I’m often on the sidelines as you go about your life.
But if you only knew how many times I’ve thought of you each day,
you’d be amazed…
I sometimes act as though I can fix anything for you.
At moments,even convinced myself that is true.
I have all the answers, but I haven’t got a clue…
When bumps occur on life’s winding road, I desire to smooth your path.
I’ve wished a million times that I could travel on your behalf…
If I could dry your every tear and replace each one with smiles–
If I could banish times you feel you’ve lost—
If I could only climb life’s mountains and have you meet me at the top,
I would at a moments notice…
I’m your mom.
But moms who really know what’s best,
will let their children go–
cautiously watching, learning to trust,
concerned without control.
Knowing when to step in and when to step away,
Not always there to intervene or interfere.
Letting you live your life as yours
to find your own way.
As your mom, I want to save you from mistakes that I’ve made,
But that would only hold you back, paralyze your future and the person you should be,
so I watch with greatest pride as you walk this road called life.
I won’t always have the answers, most often I’ll be wrong.
But never doubt my love for you or the depth of my compassion.
I could not love you any more;
I could not love you any less.
My love knows no limits.
I’m your mom.