My child's first word
“Mama”
And some days,
even years later,
feels like his only word.
I'm hungry,
“Mom!”
I need help,
“Mom!”
Watch this,
“Mom!”
The call comes when
my hands are full,
my thoughts occupied,
my emotions ragged.
Yelled past others,
willing to help,
but invisible to him.
He is a lesson in
childlike faith.
Do I turn to God with such
single minded focus?
And even as I
teach him to
temper his voice, and
see who else can help,
I try to learn to
turn my pleas heavenward
with the same zeal.
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