I Looked At Myself

I looked at myself
In the mirror today
Saddened by the shadows
That refused to go away.

I saw my red hair 
In a wicked disarray
And I couldn’t help wonder
How I got this way.

Then the door opened
And my son walked in
He looked at me 
Then started to grin.

The greatest treasure 
You cannot win
It’s a blessed miracle
Your heart will spin.

"You’re pretty mom" 
He said to me
Then gave me a hug
As tight as can be.

It was then I knew
I held the key
To a valuable treasure
That numbered three.

Then suddenly he turned
And walked away
Leaving behind
A warm sunny day.

I looked at myself
In the mirror today
And I saw an angel
Smile my way.

I have three beautiful children, Missy 18, Mariah 16, and Danny 10; Both the oldest and
the youngest have......ADHD and hence have matured at a slower rate.  But all three are
the greatest gifts I have ever received and I love them with all my heart and soul.  Each
one has special qualities that individualize them and make them a treasure to behold!  I
am proud of all three of them; and I hope they know just how much they mean to me and how
much they inspire me!  I love you gang!!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Fraser Avatar
August 3, 2009 at 12:44 PM
Deborah, i have four children Andrew 21, Steven 19, Rebekah 18 & Liam 14 - we have been blessed with good health in them, apart Liam who was knocked down when he was nine, but thankfully he is fine now. I included him in a poem about my younger life called " Fading like a Flower " and " You can't have my Son " i hope you get a chance to view them>>James
Jordan Avatar
October 10, 2008 at 7:50 PM
Deborah - Where should I begin - I just adored this poem and I praise your open honesty in the comment at the bottom - Your pride and your love of your children just shine - On a comment you left me you said I was born with a wonderful gift regarding my poetry - It was at 41 that God gifted me my poetry and I penned my first poem - Your comments are so kind and leave me feeling so good - I do hope you find someone who loves you as I do my wife - You are very special in so many ways - God Bless
Degenhardt Avatar
October 10, 2008 at 9:03 AM
Oh, how the children can bring someone down, up again. The pride of the parent is a healing balm that can last an eternity if we let it. I have 4 children and can really identify with this. Very well written, love the flow and honesty within the write. Michael
Winter Avatar
October 10, 2008 at 4:12 AM
Yes! They are the light of our lives! The greatest gift ever bestowed upon us, our children. Can feel your pride and joy shine here, as I am blessed with two beautiful children of my own. An inspirational write! Well done! Love, Shar
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