I’ll be there
through time and space that divide us
I’ll be there
through every negative or plus
I’ll be there
for late-night dreams that seem so real
I’ll be there
when you need a refuge for wounds to heal
I’ll be there
when you reach a limit and things get rough
I’ll be there
when you think you’re not good enough
I’ll be there
to take you back in, get you back on your feet
I’ll be there
hanging back while you march to your own beat
I’ll be there
letting you try even if you will fail
I’ll be there
freeing the ropes while the wind fills your sail
I’ll be there
looking up as you fly free
I’ll be there
loving without measure whatever you will be.
9 comments:
Beautiful.
Very lovely, and the recipient for whom this is intended for would be very grateful! It's a wonderful gift for you to give...
Very beautiful indeed.
Happy Mothers' Day.
What a wonderful thing to read this morning. Thank you so much for this.
Happy Mother's Day.
Beautiful, Emily. You're a wonderful mother. Hope you had a happy Mother's Day.
In a sign of my age, after reading the title of this post, I immediately had a soundtrack of a young Michael Jackson in my head.
Joe
Lovely Thoughts!
makes me want to cry - isn't this what parenting is about?
I want to cry because I now have living in my house a man, mid-30s, friend of my son - his mother died about five years ago, no family - he's been homeless for the last several years. Lost his state-level benefits 'cause he had no address; his SSI-DI's been ripped off by his representative payee... I'm trying to unravel all the administrative details (copies of records are proving VERY difficult) so he can access supported living. Did his mom, like me, like you, think she'd be there always? How horrible if, in spirit, she had to watch her child, unable to do anything... again, I cry.
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