Saturday, March 9, 2019

A Birthday Poem from Mom to Daughter...

Our 'baby' is eighteen!
Happy Birthday, Victoria!

 Psalm 90:12 
  “Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.”

 Faster-faster, ordered Little Fellow to Aunt Victoria from his 'chariot'
 To Victoria from mom...

This poem is a little gift
To try to let you see
How you give every day a lift
Like a gift back to me

How you make life a lovely quest
And joy a dream come true
How our home feels extra-blessed
Because God gave us you

How you make mother’s love a prayer
And hope, a super-star
And happiness a bit more fair
By being who you are

I wish that poetry unfurled
A mighty rolling sea
…for love feels bigger than the world
Yet fits inside of me

It glimmers in a glad, sad tear
While Time, with tick-and-tock
Soft steals and adds another year
To ‘chip’ and The Old Block

Love, like an over-flowing well
Makes life a work of art
Where Poem simply cannot spell
The bottom of my heart

© Janet Martin

This is the corner of the kitchen where on every birthday-day a mother sits and beseeches God
for words to give the birthday-beloved a teeny glimpse of her heart...



  1. Oh I love it! Every single word and Happy Birthday to your daughter!

    1. Hi, and thank-you so much! (your words mean a lot) I had only a small window of time yesterday to write and while this perhaps was not quite the poem I envisioned for her in my mind it is the one that happened from my heart:) so thank-you again for your kind words!

  2. Felt the love!!...sniff sniff

    1. thank-you sis! That's why I wait until the day of to write their B-day poems because the heart is charged with fresh love and sentimental longing as I contemplate the years and who they are becoming.


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