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A Woman, A Mother, A Wife
by Judith Johnson Kypta
06/26/10
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"A Woman, A Mother A Wife"

Quickly, the years passed by me
Yet, I didn't notice at the time . . .
So many things, kept me busy
Everything, seemed so sublime

Always running, with the crowd
To dances, skating, and such
At the games, cheering so loud
For the "Fullback" I liked, so much

Before long, it was "Graduation Day"
The tears fell, as we said goodbye
Saddened, going our separate way
With many things about life, to try

Beginning a career, and then marraige
Life's cycle was falling, in place . . .
Before long, came a baby carriage
And, I seemed to run out of space

My life all of a sudden, seemed cluttered
With issues, happening everyday . . .
The main words I always uttered, were
"Please help me dear Lord, I pray"

Yes, just living, seemed so hectic
Doing this, then that. . .On the run
Taking care of everyone one else
Feeling overworked, and having no fun

Then somehow, the kids left their nest
I turned around one day, and poof !
Stepping out in their life, with a zest
Hiding my tears, I tried to act aloof

So many years gone, one after another
Yet, I was making memories, I suppose
Having a job, being a wife and mother
How I made it through, Heaven knows

Now, my days are somewhat lonely. . .
With a lot of time in each, to spare
I'm greatful for the peace. . .But only
At times, I wish they were all here

I miss the sounds of racket, and laughter
Or their bickering over a T.V. show
Friends at a "P.J." party, the morning after
And my trying to keep in the "know"

When I glance at myself, in my mirror
I can only see traces . . .Of my youth
Wrinkling eyes, gray streaks in my hair
Not too encouraging, but its the truth

Now, me and the Mister, pass the time
Trying to think of things to do . . .
Sometimes there is no reason nor rhyme
But we always, somehow make it through

This sequence of things, is natural
Just a part of living and life . . .
I've so many memories to cherish
As a woman, a mother, a wife.

Copyright © 2010 Judith Johnson Kypta


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