Me and my mom, my best friend.

Me and my mom, my best friend.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Thankful As Can Be






Little Poot
 
Mama sat rocking in her old rocking chair,
Running her fingers through her baby girl's hair.
Full of love and happiness--her heart was busting at the seams
And racing through her mind, were countless hopes and dreams.
She kissed the baby softly, and placed her in her bed.
But before she walked away--this is what she said:
 
Little Poot, Little Poot,
So cuddly and sweet.
I'll give you smoochie woochies
from your head to your feet.
Soon you will grow up, and your greatness
the world will see....
But Mama's Little Poot,
forever you'll be...
 
The baby grew, and grew and grew......
She grew into an adventurous little girl....
 
 
One day between making mud pies and climbing trees,
The little girl fell and scraped both her knees.
Mama to the rescue! With bandaids and an ice cream cone.
And just like that, all the tears were gone.
Just before the little girl ran off to continue with her play,
Mama stole a hug and kiss and proceeded to say:
 
 
Little Poot, Little Poot
You're getting so big and strong,
but I still kiss your ouchies and sing you silly songs.
You're growing up fast,
but I hope you still see,
that Mama's Little Poot,
forever you'll be....
 
The girl grew and grew and grew.....
She grew into an independent teenager.....
 
While talking on the phone, one cold Winter night,
the girl and her friend had a very big fight.
Mama took advantage of this rare moment to hold her.
As the girl cried and cried right on Mama's shoulder.
Though it wasn't something the girl wanted to hear,
Before Mama left, she whispered this in her ear:
 
Little Poot, Little Poot
so beautiful and smart,
I'll help you pick up the pieces of your precious broken heart.
You think you're grown up,
 and don't need me...
But Mama's Little Poot,
forever you'll be......
 
The girl grew and grew and grew....
She grew into a beautiful young woman.
 
She moved away into a house of her own.
But she visited Mama, and they often spoke on the phone.
Suddenly Mama grew ill and weak,
her once vibrant body was now tired and meek.
One day while while Mama was in bed,
the girl climbed in and gently kissed her head.
Mama smiled softly, and let out a little sigh.
Then gave her special girl a familiar reply:
 
Little Poot, Little Poot
I'm so proud of you.
You've filled my life with love and made my dreams come true.
My time is growing short,
so I hope you always see....
That Mama's little Poot,
forever you'll be.
 
The girl grew and grew and grew....
She grew into a Mama.
 
 
Mama sat rocking in her old rocking chair,
Running her fingers through her baby girl's hair.
Full of love and happiness--her heart was busting at the seams
And racing through her mind, were countless hopes and dreams.
She kissed the baby softly, and placed her in her bed.
But before she walked away--
Guess what she said....
 
 
 
For my girls....Thank you for reminding me each day that time continues to tick and the world keeps turning. Tomorrow becomes yesterday in a blink. I will cherish each moment spent with you. I am MOST thankful for you three...My very own little poots.
I love you with all my heart, bushel and a peck, hug around the neck. 

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