Before I was myself you made me,
With love and patience, discipline & tears,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,
Allowing me to sail upon my sea,
Though well within the headlands of your fears.
Before I was myself you made me
With dreams enough of what I was to be
& hopes that would be sculpted by the years,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free
Relinquishing your powers gradually
To let me shape myself among my peers.
Before I was myself you made me
And being good and wise, you gracefully
As dancers when the last sweet cadence nears
Bit by bit stepped back to set me free.
For love inspires learning naturally:
The mind assents to what the heart reveres.
& so it was through love you made me
By slowly stepping back to set me free.
By slowly stepping back to set me free.
Nicholas Gordon
8 comments:
Ooh, that's nice. Thanks for posting that.
Thank you for the beautiful poem! Happy Mother's Day to you too!
What a beautiful poem, Thanks for posting this,
I hope you had a great Mother's Day! Beautiful poem!
That's beautiful!
Wow this one spoke right to me, thank you so much for posting it.
It was so nice to talk to you on Saturday of course it would have been better to have you there but maybe next time.
Very nice ! Happy Belated Mother's Day to you also !!!
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