Happy Birthday, Jackson Patrick

Tomorrow Jackson turns three years old. God has blessed my life so much in these three years, and I am grateful (as I know all moms are, and in a way only moms can understand) for his life, and that God lets me share in this precious time with him. Here is a poem I wrote in Oct., when Jack was only a few months old.

10-26-03

I will always remember you this way...
On a lazy, cool October day
You: a chubby cherub cheeked newborn,
Your fingers like sausages glow in the light
Of a dwindling fire as you sleep
Peacefully on your father's chest.

I ponder the mystery of the blessing that you are.
I long to ask God what I did
To deserve the perfection he delivered in you.
As you rise and fall on yourfather's chest,
In an earthly perfection only God can create,
I revel in a love and adoration
I never knew possible.

The fire produces a static symphony of a backdrop
And the dreary October day
Gives away no hint of the contentment you have brought into my life.
To watch you grow daily and know someday
You will be a man is a joy tinged with
Melancholy that steeps my soul in wonder and gratitude.

Someday, I know, in a very short time,
You will tower above me as a grown man
But I will not see the strong man you have become.
I will see an infant,
Rising and falling on his father's chest and I will ache with
A longing only a mother can know
For this dreary, rainy cold October day
When your sweet body gave way to sleep
On your father's chest.