A Mother Listens

I love the "Chicken Soup for the Soul" books and have quite a few of them. One of my favorites is the one for mothers and daughters. I was thumbing through it the other day and came across this poem I thought I'd share. Hope you like it as much as I do.

A Mother Listens

They are so small and fragile, you are afraid you will

not hear~

you lay awake and...listen.

They are little and just in the next room, suddenly it

is very quiet~

you go to the doorway and...listen.

They are bigger and have much to tell you about

their day~

you are busy and very tired but you make the time

and...listen.

They are a little bigger and so secretive, they do not

say much anymore~

you must find different ways to...listen.

They are teenagers and talk a strange new language~

you try hard to hear without commenting and

just...listen.
They are growing up, all at once they know it all~

it's best to let them think so

and...listen.

They are becoming adults, they want to talk and ask

your advice~

there might be things you do not want to hear, but

you...listen.

They grow up and go away~

you hate the silence, the phone rings, you can't

wait to...listen.

They come to visit with their kids, all demanding

your ears at once~

someone shouts "be quiet!", no it's all right, it's so

wonderful to...listen.

They get older, you get old, they speak loud as if you

are deaf~

it's okay, you nod your head and...listen.

You pass on, and when they pray, they do not ask

for God~

they need to talk to you, God is gracious, and once

again He lets you...listen.

~Carolee Hudgins~

Make it a beautiful day and...listen! ♥Hugs♥