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| photo by Dianne Smith |
I wrote a couple of poems when my children were small, and they still remind me of those precious little ones now so grown up and independent. If there is anything I have ever done right, it was in raising these two amazing individuals.
MAMA'S ARMS
There is a place
That is safe and warm
And nothing bad ever happens
I found the day I was born.
It's in my Mama's arms.
When I was small,
There was singing and rocking
And milk and comfort
At the safe place
In my Mama's arms.
When I couldn't sleep
In the dark alone,
I went to the safe place
And the warmth helped me sleep
In my Mama's arms.
When the dog barked and jumped
And made me cry,
I was picked up and held tight.
Then I was safe
In my Mama's arms.
When I rode my new bike
And fell on the ground,
My knees were bleeding
So I ran to the place
Where it wouldn't hurt
In my Mama's arms.
When my friend wouldn't share
And we yelled and pulled,
Mama hugged us together.
Then I shared the safe place
In my Mama's arms.
When I went to school the first day,
I left her for new friends.
But when school was over,
She was waiting for me
And I went to the safe place
In my Mama's arms.
I'm bigger now
But I can always go
To the safe place
That will cover me
And make me brave again
In my Mama's arms.
And nothing bad ever happens
I found the day I was born.
It's in my Mama's arms.
When I was small,
There was singing and rocking
And milk and comfort
At the safe place
In my Mama's arms.
When I couldn't sleep
In the dark alone,
I went to the safe place
And the warmth helped me sleep
In my Mama's arms.
When the dog barked and jumped
And made me cry,
I was picked up and held tight.
Then I was safe
In my Mama's arms.
When I rode my new bike
And fell on the ground,
My knees were bleeding
So I ran to the place
Where it wouldn't hurt
In my Mama's arms.
When my friend wouldn't share
And we yelled and pulled,
Mama hugged us together.
Then I shared the safe place
In my Mama's arms.
When I went to school the first day,
I left her for new friends.
But when school was over,
She was waiting for me
And I went to the safe place
In my Mama's arms.
I'm bigger now
But I can always go
To the safe place
That will cover me
And make me brave again
In my Mama's arms.
DADDY'S LAP
There is a place
That is safe and strong
And lots of fun
Where nothing bad ever happens.
I found it the day I was born.
On my Daddy’s lap.
When I want to play games
I go to the fun place
Where we make faces
And tickle and laugh
On my Daddy’s lap.
When I want a story
I sit at the fun place
So he can read
And I can listen
On my Daddy’s lap.
When I don’t know something
And want to learn
I go to the strong place
Where he teaches me
So I will know, too,
On my Daddy’s lap.
When I watch TV
I sit at the fun place
So we can be together
With me on my Daddy’s lap.
When I have a bad dream
I go to the safe place
Where I won’t be afraid
On my Daddy’s lap.
When I’ve been bad
My Daddy tells me so.
I don’t like it
But it makes me turn good.
And when he’s done
I go to the strong place
On my Daddy’s lap.
Daddy showed me how to talk to God.
I fold my hands.
I close my eyes.
I like to pray
At the safe and strong place
On my Daddy’s lap.
I’m bigger now
But I can always go
To the safe and fun place
To be held
And feel strong again
On my Daddy’s lap.
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