A Poem For Our Readers

Just For This Morning...

Just for this morning, I am going to smile when
I see your face and laugh when I feel like crying.

Just for this morning, I will let you choose what
you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect it is.

Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry,
and pick you up and take you to the park to play.

Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink,
and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together.

Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep
the computer off, and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles.

Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble
when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy
you one if he comes by.

Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be
when you grow up, or second guess every decision I have made
where you are concerned.

Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake
cookies, and won't stand over you trying to fix them.

Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald's and
buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys.

Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell
you a story about how you were born and how much I love you.

Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry.

Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while
we sit on the porch and count all the stars.

Just for this evening, I will snuggle beside you for
hours, and miss my favorite TV shows.

Just for this evening when I run my finger through your hair as you pray,

I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given.

I will think about the mothers who are searching

for their missing children,

the mothers who are visiting their children's graves

instead of their bedrooms,

and mothers who are in hospital rooms

watching their children suffer senselessly,

and screaming inside because they can't handle it anymore,

and when I kiss you goodnight I will hold you a little tighter,

a little longer.

It is then that I will thank God for you, and ask Him for nothing,

except one more day.............

by Sally Meyer