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He Holds My Heart in His Tiny Hands

Sumyanna

I have written many poems about all of my children, but this one was written a while ago for my youngest boy.  Definitely, the sentiment is the same – no matter which child I write about 🙂

 

His smile warms my heart
large brown eyes stare into mine
“I love you mama”
he says
“Do you love me?”
I tousle his hair gently
and pull him
close to my heart
and simply say “I do.”
He can never imagine
the love that fills my heart
pumps through my veins
and nourishes my own being
and every time he says
“I love you”
it gives my life more meaning
for every breath he takes
for every smile he shares
for all the laughter when he is playing
and I’m thankful for
each and every moment
he is mine.
No greater gift have I been given
no greater love have I ever known
he holds my heart in his tiny hands.
His feet pad softly
as he climbs the stairs to bed
may he always dream of adventure
of love, peace and happiness
and may his life someday
shadow that of his dreams.

© Sumyanna 2015

 

Submitted for The Daily Post Prompt: Tiny

Published by Sumyanna

Writer of poetry and seeker of knowledge. I hope to inspire and be inspired by my words and the world around me.

14 thoughts on “He Holds My Heart in His Tiny Hands”

  1. Aahh, how lovely!!♥ 🙂 Made me think of my parents when reading this. I’ve never been a mum, and often wonder if I totally missed how much my parents felt for me and my brother. Not that they didn’t convey it, because they did, but I mean in a deep down way. It must be the deepest and most awesome experience of any human life, to have a child. So beautifully written, and please make sure to keep a copy to show him when he’s 21! 😉

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    1. I truly think that I never even properly thought about how much my parents sacrificed. I think many of us do not. However, in the tough times you realize – this is what they went through with me. This is how they struggled, worried, and worked hard. It truly is an amazing thing to realize. How much you were loved. That being said, I don’t know if you have to be a parent to understand this. If you are of feeling heart, I think instinctively know how hard it must have been. You have many memories – you have many moments of reflection. Having a child is truly a gift, but I also know it is not easy or possible for everyone. I truly want to create a book of poetry specifically for my children that I will present to them when they are older. I know they will cherish it.

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    1. Thank you Delyn. Oh, they are my heart! I seriously spend (at least part of my time) mourning that they are growing fast and soon the house shall be quiet. I will miss them. I cherish our moments together.

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  3. A thought suddenly struck me as I was reading this lovely poem; children are never surprised or overwhelmed by the love they feels for their mother, because they can’t remember a time when it wasn’t there, but a mother is recalls the empty gap that was there before her child was born, even though she didn’t recognise its presence. A mother has a point of comparison, which sometimes makes the feeling of love all-consuming

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    1. This is so very true. When I was first married, we were in college so we tried not to have children. As time wore on, we decided we were ready, but things were not working out. After a procedure, we had my first. We went through 7 years of marriage without children. For me, it is a good thing – we grew closer together and formed our approach to children. With that said, I was terribly lonely at times and hated the emptiness of the house. Since having kids – there are no alone moments (including when you try to go to the bathroom). As much as it can be irritating at times (Calgon take me away!) I have to admit I cherish their friendship. I am already realizing how much I am going to miss them when they move on with their own lives. I really love having them around.

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      1. A procedure; I know what weight there can be behind that simple word.
        If you cherish every moment of their childhoods, perhaps it makes it easier to move forward when they grow up.
        It took me a long time, but I would no longer want to live with my children – not even my two older girls – both well into their 30s – though they’re a great consolation to me.

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        1. I don’t know – we are pretty close. At the same time – I think when you finally get back those peaceful moments it is probably nice. This way, you choose when you want noise and when you want quiet 🙂 I know – for me at least, I have so many hobbies it would be easy to keep myself busy. If I run out of any, I will find more. I guess that comes in handy.

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