From the moment she first held you,
The tears consumed her eyes,
The moment she first laid you down,
She still had seemed to cry.

The first day of schooling,
Was the first time she let you go,
She paced back and forth all day,
Until the moment you came home.

When you gained all that knowledge,
Is when she cried the most...
While you planned for your future,
She hoped that you'd stay close.

Whether you did or didn't stay,
She didn't say a word,
Her feelings always stayed inside,
Felt.. but, never not heard.

She still seems to cry sometimes,
Looking at pictures from the past,
The tears are a little different now,
As the memories start flooding back.

All the times she had to let you go,
Hurt her so bad inside,
All the times she couldn't help you,
Is what really made her cry.

But looking at what you've become,
Has really made her proud,
Only tears of pride and joy,
Are all that ever touch the ground.
© Kasey Spotanski