In My Own Write

One Wish, One Wish, If I had one wish. I would wish for my mom to be happy. For her to wake and see the light. That would be my wish. My wish sees her living for herself, and no one else. I wish that God gives her the strength and courage to make the change to feel alive again. My wish, my only wish, is given to the most wonderful person. I wish that my mom will once again become the happy, energetic, silly girl that she used to be. Momma, these are my feelings at the moment and I want to express them. Bean 02/23/2004

I went to visit my grandson For 2003 Christmas vacation I was so happy and excited And filled with grand elation He wasn't like I remembered him That teeny baby with long feet Instead he was a solid little boy And, of course, adorably-cuddly sweet I just wanted to hold him close Like all good grandmothers do And kiss his little chubby parts And sing the "Good Morning" song too From Texas, came a cowboy hat Some clothes and little books I put him in his "Pac 'n Play" So he could take a look He then picked up one tiny book And turned it 'round and 'round He was so very intense with it And made not one single sound Soon he flipped it up in frustration As if to say "What good is this?" It didn't make any noises at all So it mustn't have been on his Wish List So I picked up the cardboard book His mood I tried to gage Then I finally said to him, "Kolton, You HAVE to Turn 'Da Page!" I showed him just what to do He learned right from the start Then looked at me as if to say, "Wow, Nana….You're Pretty Smart!" What this has truly taught me Is there's no need to become enraged If you will only patiently remember You just need to "Turn 'Da Page!" M.Clary January 15, 2004

When a girl becomes a woman And has learned from the very best The essence of her being Soon leaves the mothering nest When a woman finds her soul mate One she can love and adore Soon come “tugs” on her heartstrings That she can no longer ignore When a woman is finally with child Her life’s so incredibly changed She carries this precious cargo That God has beautifully arranged When a woman first sees her newborn And abandons the laboring pain She nurtures her tiny cherub Then adoringly gives “him” a name When a woman watches her child grow Each moment imprints on her heart The bond is so emotionally strong And their spirits are never apart When a woman then looks at her mother And sees that full circle has come Somehow, all life mends together In their own special way, they’ve both won When a woman recognizes her potential And is true to herself from within She’ll be the one who’s looked up to When a new generation begins Love from your mother, Maureen March 15, 2003

Today, I felt the life within me The movement, so divine My little child who knows me only Through my body’s “life line” The feeling was unique to me So unlike before Soon this tiny babe will be An “unknown child” …no more M. Clary 1974