Although I have never had a baby shower myself,
many family and friends have had their share,
so by now I can throw a fine shower for anyone.
I'm choosing to hostess a shower for someone
I'm not related to,
someone I know a bit, but not very well.
Does one need to know so much
about an expectant mother?
Don't most mother's share the yearning
to get the baby out!?
To sing lullaby's while holding
their precious bundle(s) of joy,
whether a girl or boy, or both,
and sniff the fine hair and the soft baby skin
that smells
of Johnson's baby wash and baby powder?
Don't most mother's share
the hopes, dreams, and joys
that revolve not around themselves,
but about their angel-child(ren)'s
head, a halo, yes,
even in devilish times?
Don't most mother's grieve the same way
when their little one,
even when fully grown,
falls down and bleeds?
Don't they run for the
ice, crème, and Band-Aids
to make the boo-boo "All better,"
with a little kiss of love
for good measure?
I've offered to hostess a baby shower
for a young friend who has a mother
who would do this herself,
but is graciously allowing me
a little bit of Heaven by letting
me throw the shower I never received
myself.
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