The other day I came across a poem by Maya Angelou entitled “Mother, A Cradle To Hold Me”. The excerpt below really resonated with me and
I wanted to share it on this Mother’s Day.
It’s as if Miss Angelou wrote the song and words of my heart.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
Happy Mother’s Day to all you Mama’s out there.
This one’s for my mama.
You were always
the heart of happiness to me,
Bringing nougats of glee,
Sweets of open laughter.
I loved you even during the years
When you knew nothing
And I knew everything, I loved you still.
Condescendingly of course,
From my high perch
Of teenage wisdom.
I spoke sharply of you, often
Because you were slow to understand.
I grew older and
Was stunned to find
How much knowledge you had gleaned.
And so quickly.
Mother, I have learned enough now
To know I have learned nearly nothing.
On this day
When mothers are being honored,
Let me thank you
That my selfishness, ignorance, and mockery
Did not bring you to
Discard me like a broken doll
Which had lost its favor.
I thank you that
You still find something in me
To cherish, to admire and to love.
I thank you, Mother.
I love you.