Donna McCord - The Joys Of Motherhood

There are no rules of motherhood, you make them as you go The physical pain will soon subside and love will bloom and grow You bandage all the boo boos and nurse them when they're sick And help them learn the lessons and hope the good ones stick. You give them all you have to give and more is not enough The good times are just wonderful but bad times make you tough They grow up they move on and leave you weeping when they leave With the deafening silence of the phantom sounds of little feet Now your children have their own and your presence slowly fades You pass the torch of motherhood and hope it lights their way And maybe on your birthday they might give you a call But chances are they're busy and wont remember you at all Posthumously they'll remember what you did and who you were And late at night they may dream of you and call you in a whisper The tombstone is a reminder of when you walked with them And a promise that the circle of this life will never end.Donna McCordhttp://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-joys-of-motherhood/