Children

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Remember

She can’t remember what I can’t forget ~
I know she’s older now, ~ coping, and yet
Fragmented memories tear at my heart
Despising the distance that holds us apart.

She can’t remember. Of course under three
Not much is recorded in young memory;
Still, it seems such a shame that so precious a time
Should be left all alone in the halls of my mind.

When kisses so innocent pressed on my cheek
And chubby arms circled my neck like a wreath ~
Swift little feet ran to me in delight ~
My hand she reached for in darkness of night....

Thank God I could be there for her tender needs
To kiss little bruises and tiny scraped knees,
To teach her with love basic babyhood,
And do all the things that a good mother should.

Now, I can’t reach her, for time has me held
In a strong cocoon built with power and stealth.
Slowly it blinded so I didn’t see
All the numerous ways it planned to trap me.

Lord, as long as I breathe and can whisper Your name,
In all of my prayers You will still hear the same;
That little darling I will love to the end;
And maybe You’ll help her... remember again....

©© 2007 by Joan Clifton Costner
Under His Wings Heavenly Poetry
Joan is a Heavenly Inspirations Author.
This poem may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact,
for non-profit ministering purposes.


“I will restore the years of the cankerworm”
Joel 2

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