An Olive Branch From Mom

The joy of being a mom meant everything to me.

Looking at you the moment you were born was pure beauty.

Looking back, you grew quicker than the rest.

You could talk, walk and learn you're very best.

I was dressing you up and taking you places.

We are exploring a world field with beautiful faces.

Yet the one thing I couldn't do for you.

Was prepare you for a place filled with doom and gloom.

For when I became ill, it wasn't easy on you.

A small sweet child who didn't know what to do.

You were told several stories, none that helped you cope.

While I was thinking about you, with so much hope.

That when I was better, life would only be complete.

For you, dear child, so loving and so sweet.

As years went on, you grew so very fast,

I should have known they were not going to last.

I feel bad I wasn't there to protect you.

From hard times you went through.

As you continue to do each day.

The world around us is not good in many ways.

To have watched you struggle, going through hard times.

Wishing I had a billion dimes.

To pay to take away the pain, you have gone through.

As a mom, wishing I only knew.

To this very day.

A guiding light to help you along the way.

As I am getting older, time goes by fast,

Love in my heart for you will forever last.

As for a mom, no guidelines were given to me.

I am so sorry that, as your mom, I could only be.

Better at making life a happier place.

Where happiness and smiles are always on your face.

I have failed in many ways.

An olive branch I give to you for happier days.