Before I Was Myself, You Made Me, Me

Mom came home with me from my sister's house last night, After our cook-out.. It is so nice to have her here from Texas with us. It has been a Wonderful Day..


Here is a poem I found for Mother's Day..
The words are so beautiful, I wanted to share them.

Before I Was Myself, You Made Me, Me

Before I was myself you made me, meWith love and patience, discipline and 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, me
With dreams enough of what I was to beAnd hopes that would be sculpted by the years,Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,
Relinquishing your powers graduallyTo let me shape myself among my peers.Before I was myself you made me, me,
And being good and wise, you gracefullyAs dancers when the last sweet cadence nearsBit by bit stepped back to set me free.
For love inspires learning naturally:The mind assents to what the heart reveres.And so it was through love you made me, meBy slowly stepping back to set me free.


Poem Written by
Nicholas Gordon