Oh mother, you did not expect
All with me, you received
Along with joy of our new life
I know you’ll need to grieve.
I’m some of what you thought I’d be
I’m small and need your care
But care might be understating
All you think you’ll have to bear.
It may be that my eyes won’t see
Your face and smile at you
Or perhaps I’ll never hear you say
You love me when I’m blue.
I may not walk or you may have to
Fit on me a brace
At school it might be hard to run
You may not watch me race.
But I will bring you joys untold
Just you wait and see
With every small accomplishment
Or great, in victory.
If I never look you in the eye
Or hold a conversation grand
We’ll find new ways to show our love
As us, is how we’ll stand
So don’t you fret now, mother
We don’t always get what we expect
Sometimes we get much greater gifts
Than we imagined, when plans were set.
We’re going to meet new people
Have adventures great and small
And when we’re done with all things new
We’re going to learn and meet some more.
4/5/2014
