Of What Will Never Change...

I will sing of the mercies of the Lord forever:

with my mouth I will make known Thy faithfulness

to all generations.

Ps.89:1

Dear family...

This is a one-birthday-poem-for-all-of-you!

Better late than never!

We celebrated the last family-birthday of the year yesterday 💝

(Happy 31st, Melissa!)

...and this poem began 'hatching' as I cherished the moments

with my 'brood' 😅

Back when you were much smaller and I was much younger too

Often it seemed my mother-heart would burst with love for you

And, try as I would, I could not find words to fit the joy

A mother feels when she beholds her precious girl or boy

Back before time stole what I thought would last much longer then

Before tours of tomorrow turned you to women and men

Often, I thought my heart could burst with love, defying speech

As I grappled with the discourse of much to learn and teach

Back in youth’s green-gold mold, replete with hold-and-letting-go

While days turned into stars, that fell and melted like spring-snow

I never dreamed how, as time flew through weathered best and worst

My love would always make my heart feel as if it could burst

Back then I thought that life’s best days would leave love feeling blue

As arms and laps, then rooms released the present-ness of you

But for all that the call of life is destined to estrange

My heart still feels like it could burst with what will never change

My mother-heart will always feel like it could burst with love

The tenderness that stole my breath when you were small, still does

The love that followed all your firsts in prayers you never knew

Remains the same; my love and prayers will always follow you

© Janet Martin

...and that goes for my grandma-heart too 🙏💖

Granddaughter is distressed over

her 'looth tooth', hanging by a thread,

which she finally let mommy tug out with some thread

just in time to enjoy the dinner

The above video ends with youngest Grand-sonny asking if he can finally

have some of the M&M's he spotted in the pantry 😂💘