I wrote this for ’80 when she married
I have a little girl of two who likes frills and curls and anything pink
“You are sweet” I tell her, “I know Mama” she says
“You are smart and pretty” I say, “I know Mama” she replies.
Because she is only two and cannot truly understand
I say to her ” The sky is green and monkeys live in the ocean”
“Oh I know Mama” she says while rolling her eyes.
I think to myself “how can I teach her”.
This will not do baby girl
The sky is blue not green and monkeys do not live in the ocean
“I know that Mama” she says with a large sigh.
I worry that she will not learn
That wisdom will not grow
I despair of all the things she does not know
I think to myself “how can I teach her”.
Time has passed and she is no longer two
There has been strife between us and life between us
Laughter, love, smiles and hugs
Tears, fears, strength and clash of wills.
But in the end when I say my final farewells
Of the love and pride for the woman she is, my Daughter, my friend
I take comfort in knowing her reply and that this time it is true
“I know Mama” she says, “I have always known”.
-RS (me)
This is mine, copy or reprint it without my permission and I will hunt you down like the dog you are.
There will be lawyers involved!
passions and soapboxes 
uh…..wow. It gets better every time I read it. Wait a minute I need to wipe the tears……..OK I am better now. This is in your book of poems. You should really publish these. In case any of my mom’s blogger friends did not know, my mother is a writer who is too shy to publish. I told her she should publish her poems and share them with the world because they are too good not to. Beautiful art such as her writing should be a gift that is shared. She always replies” I know Elizabeth”. I just think she likes to keep them private. Gee, that sounds familiar. I wonder where I get it from. :)
You should listen to your daughter. She knows what she’s talking about.
I second that. Or third it, I guess.
Beautiful poem.
That is so sweet.
This is simply beautiful. My daughters are only 4 and not even 2, and thinking of the day they will get married and grown up makes me cry.
This poem made me cry.
I have a 16 yr. old daughter so this poem totally resonates with me. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful tribute to mother and child.
This is wonderful. Since my daughters are twenty-something, your words hit close to home. And, since Peanut is almost 1, I look forward to another “I know, Mama” generation.
**sniffle. That was so beautiful!!
That was beautiful. You should think of getting something published.
This is LOVELY
That was really touching. Beautiful.
wow, truly touched me… i have a little boy who is almost 4, and it makes me think what it will all be like later on- oh how i will miss these days of his childhood…. thanks for sharing your beautiful words.
Sheesh. All I was trying to do was get caught up on your blog… and now I’m all weepy again. I need to get my hormones in check.
This is gorgeous. So beautifully written and so honest. You should definitely see about getting your poems published… and shre more with us as well~