A Momma’s Heart

Being a momma is the hardest hat you will ever wear

Heart heavy as you always have two opposing emotions to bear

From that first moment of air that they breath

To the day they spread their wings and fly from the tree

Be strong little momma…you can’t let them feel

all the pain and struggles hidden within that is so very real

The nights a scary illness strikes your home

Not knowing what to do….the racing thoughts roam

Be strong little momma…you can’t let them feel

All the worry and fear hidden within that is so very real

That first day of school with a smile on your face

But praying only bravery your little one would embrace

Be strong little momma…you can’t let them feel

All the nervousness hidden within that is so very real

That first broken heart they felt and seeing their tears fall

You listen and speak life into their innocent heart so small

Be strong little momma…you can’t let them feel

All the anger hidden within that is so very real

Every time they step on a mat or a soccer field

Cheering them on while praying for a protective shield

Be strong little momma…you can’t let them feel

All the scary “what ifs” hidden within that is so very real

The big day they pull out of the driveway in the car all alone

You wave with a smile, but your body is frozen seeing them so grown

Be strong little momma…you can’t let them feel

All the crazy thoughts hidden within that is so very real

The day you watch them walk across the stage and hear their name

Your body so numb as you wear a mask of joy, wishing time you could tame

Be strong little momma…you can’t let them feel

All the regret and “should haves” hidden within that is so very real

All moved in and dreading that last hug before they leave the nest

No tears, just smiles as you hold them tight and pray your heart would rest

Be strong little momma….you can’t let them feel

All the sadness hidden within that is so very real

You are so proud and happy for the next chapter in their story

Savoring every call, playing it cool so they don’t worry

Be strong little momma…you can’t let them feel

All the emptiness hidden within that is so very real

Being a momma is the greatest yet toughest hat I have ever worn

The beauty and the pain wrapped in one gift like the rose and its thorn