Of What Will Never Change...

I will sing of the mercies of the Lord forever:with my mouth I will make known Thy faithfulnessto 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 momentswith my 'brood' 😅 Back when you were much smaller and I was much younger tooOften it seemed my mother-heart would burst with love for youAnd, try as I would, I could not find words to fit the joyA mother feels when she beholds her precious girl or boy Back before time stole what I thought would last much longer thenBefore tours of tomorrow turned you to women and menOften, I thought my heart could burst with love, defying speechAs I grappled with the discourse of much to learn and teach Back in youth’s green-gold mold, replete with hold-and-letting-goWhile days turned into stars, that fell and melted like spring-snowI never dreamed how, as time flew through weathered best and worstMy 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 blueAs arms and laps, then rooms released the present-ness of youBut for all that the call of life is destined to estrangeMy heart still feels like it could burst with what will never change My mother-heart will always feel like it could burst with loveThe tenderness that stole my breath when you were small, still doesThe love that followed all your firsts in prayers you never knewRemains the same; my love and prayers will always follow you © Janet Martin ...and that goes for my grandma-heart too 🙏💖 Granddaughter is distressed overher 'looth tooth', hanging by a thread,which she finally let mommy tug out with some threadjust in time to enjoy the dinner The above video ends with youngest Grand-sonny asking if he can finallyhave some of the M&M's he spotted in the pantry 😂💘