by Tammie Crowder
In mother’s arms a child knows
The happiness and warmth her love shows
Bright blue eyes and angelic smile
Make mother’s dreams run a very long mile
Her hopes and her dreams could never prepare
For this little boy’s future is up in the air
Choices he’ll make and people he’ll meet
This road he must travel with his own two feet
She’ll love him support him and sometimes ask why
As this little boy grows and reaches for the sky
He hunts and he struggles to find his own place
In this mighty big world full of wide open space
Not always happy with the path her son takes
She will allow him to make his mistakes
For this road that he travels is his own
Eventually he will find his way home.
Sitting and waiting she can finally smile
Although it has taken a very long while
The paths that were chosen have come to an end
He has finally realized she’s his one true friend.
Now he is the father of a wonderful son
And she passes the torch and allows him run
For it’s now her son’s turn to sit back and dream
As he experiences a world like he’s never seen
His baby, his son, his beautiful boy
Shall bring him years of comfort and joy
Happiness, sorrow and anger it’s true
All these things your child gives you
Remember the years your mother stood by
Love, tenderness and twinkling eye
Painting a canvas of life on your own
Waiting for the day when you’d find your way home.