A Mother Love Some day when my children are old, enough to understand the logic, that motivates a mother, I will tell them. I loved you enough to ask about where, you were going with whom and what, time you would get home. I loved you enough to insist that you, buy a bike that we could afford to give you with your own money. I loved you enough to make you return, a Mikly-Way - with a bit out of it, to the drug store and to confess, "I stole this". I loved you enough to stand over you, for two hours while you cleaned, your room a job that would have taken, me 15 minutes. I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, disgust and tears, in my eyes. I loved you enough to admit I was wrong, and ask for your forgiveness. I loved you enough to let you stumble, fall and hurt. But most of all, I loved you enough to, say No when you hated me for it, That was the hardest part of all. |