My dishes went unwashed today,
I didn't make the bed,
I took his hand and followed
Where his eager footsteps led.
Oh yes, we went adventuring
My little son and I.
Exploring all the great outdoors
Beneath the summer sky.
We waded in a crystal stream,
We wandered through the woods
My kitchen wasn't swept today
But life was gay and good.
We found a cool, sun-dappled glade
And now my small son knows
How Mother Bunny hides her nest,
Where jack-in-the-pulpit grows.
We watched a robin feed her young,
We climbed a sunlit hill
Saw cloud-sheep scamper through the sky,
We plucked a daffodil.
That my house was neglected,
That I didn't brush the stairs,
In twenty years, no one on earth
Will know, or even care
But that I've helped my little boy
To noble manhood grow,
In twenty years, the whole wide world
May look and see and know.
I took his hand and followed
Where his eager footsteps led.
Oh yes, we went adventuring
My little son and I.
Exploring all the great outdoors
Beneath the summer sky.
We waded in a crystal stream,
We wandered through the woods
My kitchen wasn't swept today
But life was gay and good.
We found a cool, sun-dappled glade
And now my small son knows
How Mother Bunny hides her nest,
Where jack-in-the-pulpit grows.
We watched a robin feed her young,
We climbed a sunlit hill
Saw cloud-sheep scamper through the sky,
We plucked a daffodil.
That my house was neglected,
That I didn't brush the stairs,
In twenty years, no one on earth
Will know, or even care
But that I've helped my little boy
To noble manhood grow,
In twenty years, the whole wide world
May look and see and know.
~Author Unknown
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In preparing for scouts today, I came across this little poem. I had a few thoughts...
...my boys are growing up so quickly, I just want to soak up every moment, good and bad, happy and sad...
...I fear the troubled world my children are going into...I feel like I'm going to send them to the wolves when they come of age...who knows when that is, but it seems as though it's getting younger and younger and younger...
...I long to be home...where a mother should be...
...picking daffodils on a warm summer day atop a mountain glad sounds marvelous...
...when my boys say, "Tank you mommy!" or "oh! tanks! that was nice" in their little boy voices...I never want them to grow up...
...I want to be the mom to take their hands and follow...for as long as they'll let me!
(To view credits for the picture, click on it...it's linked.)In preparing for scouts today, I came across this little poem. I had a few thoughts...
...my boys are growing up so quickly, I just want to soak up every moment, good and bad, happy and sad...
...I fear the troubled world my children are going into...I feel like I'm going to send them to the wolves when they come of age...who knows when that is, but it seems as though it's getting younger and younger and younger...
...I long to be home...where a mother should be...
...picking daffodils on a warm summer day atop a mountain glad sounds marvelous...
...when my boys say, "Tank you mommy!" or "oh! tanks! that was nice" in their little boy voices...I never want them to grow up...
...I want to be the mom to take their hands and follow...for as long as they'll let me!
8 comments:
That picture is awesome, did you take it?
The poem was a good reminder! It's good to remember to take each day one at a time!!
Thanks, I needed that poem today!
I really love that poem Deanna. It's perfect - in fact, I think I will frame it and put it on my wall!
I liked that a lot. Thanks for sharing :)
I needed that. I had a hard day today with the kids, especially Tyler. He was goofing off and being obnoxious when he was supposed to be picking up the room (it wasn't even really messy, just shoes, jackets and a couple of pieces of things that needed to be thrown away). I had to remember to slow down and stop being mad when he told me that he can now tell time on the clock. He looked up at the hands, after I cooled down, and said, "Look Mom, it's 3:49." He was right on. I'm so proud of him.
I loved this poem and your thoughts.
My little girl is a teenager now, and boy, do I echo your thoughts, but amplified! My precious girl is "in the world" with those wolves you're talking about, and I lose sleep about the things she must deal with.
Some thoughts from the same book, just a few chapters ahead...
Capture as many moments as you can. Time passes for all of us and SAHM or not, we all LONG for the sweet days of when they're little. Having memories and pictures to enjoy together in future days is priceless! You are SO good at this!
Know that Heavenly Father has equipped these souls with what they need to succeed in the future, whatever that brings. Add in a loving, wise, teaching mother and their chances of being okay just skyrocketed!
My 15 year old (*such a hard age!*) still reaches for my hand. (I know! Amazing, huh?) I am still on my "adventure" with her. It's different from when she was little, but it's all good. She still needs me (even tho she'd deny it) and I'm still loving, teaching and helping her, even tho the little girl days are behind us now.
Hang in there. You're a great mom! Just savor every moment.
(Sorry. Wow. Long comment! I hope I didn't sound preachy. Thanks for sharing this post!) ♥
i love the poem!!! it was fabulous and something that I should read daily!
What an awesome poem. Thanks for sharing.
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