A blessing, for the dverse prompt.
I would see you fly on white swan’s wings
to where your dreams glow burnished blue.
I would have you roll in dusky clouds
of scented rose and balmy winds.
I would give you all my heart’s desire
for I have no need of more than this.
For you, my last born, last wish, starfall,
I’d give you worlds of gentleness
and strength to heal and mend
the broken things that touch your heart.
I would wrap your dreams in spider silk
so strong it never ever breaks.
And had I the sun and moon at my command
I would have them fill your days with gold
and your nights with silver of the owl’s breast.
Omg i nearly cried. I hope your last born read this. What manifestation of pure love you have illustrated here, truly truly wonderful ♡
I’m glad you like it. I’m so tired this evening it’s been a struggle to say what I wanted. She’s a lovely kid 🙂
Maybe the fatigue is why this was so soft. I think so. I found it hauntingly beautiful. What I would give for my mother to have penned something like this. What any child would. I expect she has to be lovely as she comes from you though I know this is no steadfast rule. I also know anything you do you do well (I know you will protest this but I will simply stomp my foot and insist)
She was a quiet peaceful baby who did everything she was supposed to, like sleep at night, walk and talk early, smile a lot and idolize her big brother and sisters. She was always happy. She still is, and I hope she stays that way 🙂
It’s like the day of the best mothers here on WordPress! Bravo my dear! Lucky be the child!!
I hope she’ll be lucky. Can’t count on her parents for much!
Beautifully done. Beautiful sentiments. I especially loved the last stanza.
Thanks Charley 🙂
Parents’ wishes for their children are many. Well expressed. I especially like “give you all my heart’s desire”.
Thanks Frank. I’m not sure exactly what her heart’s desire would be, but I trust my own 🙂
This is a pure delight to read for me…goodness knows what It’ll be like for her.
I don’t give my children the poems I write about them to read. They’re for me. Later maybe.
It will be a delight for her whenever it happens. If not then a delight for you and us.
I think part of her quiet happiness comes from knowing all these things already 🙂
Then she is Blessed already.
I hope she’s going to be lucky too. She’ll certainly need it.
An incredibly beautiful message for your daughter. Blessings on you, Mom!
Thank you Beverly. She’s special in lots of ways.
Gentleness and strength to heal and mend – the paradox of life!
Qualities we need, but not everyone has them or uses them. I hope my youngest keeps them. It’s so hard to see things suffering and not have the means to help.
Lovely- from the white swan’s wings to the silver of the owl’s breast, and all the clouds and balmy winds, this child is so cherished.
She has always been quiet and gentle and full of compassion. I hope she stays that way 🙂
No greater blessing on earth than a mother’s love, how precious!
I feel immensely lucky to have a selection of good children, but the youngest is the most sensitive and the one I feel needs protecting most.
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A delightful reading…thanks for sharing this…
I’m pleased you like it, Sangbad 🙂
I love your mother’s heart and voice for your child ~ Each wish strongly resonated with me ~
Thanks Grace; What I really want is for her to stay true to herself and not change 🙂
I had to wonder at the absence of sibling rivalry in your house. This wouldn’t float in mine. However, it is certainly
esthetically lovely.
I write poems about all of them at different times and for different reasons. They are all special in different ways, and I think they recognize it. If ever they read one of my poems, they share the love 🙂
This is a wonderful blessing, a mother can give so much and receive love in return
It isn’t a given. I feel very lucky to have so much in return.
Such a lovely wish, and a beautiful ending for this poem, Jane.
Thanks Sarah 🙂 Last children possibly always have a special place, but this one really is the sensitive kind of child who it’s a joy to be with.
Just beautiful!
Thank you, Sascha 🙂
It captures so well the wish of the heart for our children, Jane. Very beautiful.
Thanks Sue 🙂 We want the best for all of our children, but we’re not in tune to their characters to the same degree with all of them.
No, I agree with you there. The love may be equal but the rapprts are different.
Apart from the terrible first v second child sibling rivalry we haven’t had any unpleasantness between them. They seem to be happy when one of them has a piece of good news and not be jealous. But they are all individuals, and our role as parents is partly to know them well enough to treat each one so that he/she recognizes the love.
Mine had their moments, but not many… the eldest taught the youngest and they tended to get in trouble equally 🙂
You’ve been lucky to have been spared the sibling rivalry. I read it happens when 1 and 2 are the same sex.
We never really seemd to be troubled by it. They were/are friends as well as brothers.
I have a feeling that’s the exception rather than the rule, but it probably relates to other things as well. Some people are naturally less touchy than others. If number two is at all prickly, it’s with big brother or sister that they’re going to practice on!
You would be hard pushed to find a more laid back attitude than that of my youngest 🙂
Best way to be 🙂
I like “I would wrap your dreams in spider silk
so strong it never ever breaks.”
Every mother can relate to your sweet poem.
I’m pleased you said that, Kathy. I was hoping it would strike a chord all parents could recognize.
A wonderful blessing…may it be fulfilled. (K)
Thanks Kerfe. I hope so too.
That’s so beautiful. The thoughts of love are so powerful and she is really lucky!
I think we’re the lucky ones 🙂
Definitely!
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Goodness, this queue is like a fire sale; how lovely. How fortunate your children are that , in addiction to all the other matriarchal duties–Mama is a talented poet. My 3 daughters & lovely wife prefer not to read my poems, even though they sometimes appear in them. Go figure.
My children don’t read the poems I write about them either, unless it’s by accident. They are always very sweet about them, even when they are not the object 🙂
As a last-born child, this beautiful poem spoke to me. Thank you.
I hope it applies to all children, last born or otherwise, who have that special attachment to their parents, like the last thread. It’s sad in a way, but they all break away in the end. We hang onto the last born longest 🙂
A beautiful blessing Jane 💜
Thank you 🙂
“For you, my last born, last wish, starfall” — this one had me. We’re expecting our 3rd child, and most likely our last, in a month. Your poem somehow resonated with a deep yearning in me, and it worded such feelings more intricately than my soul could have fathomed. Thank you for that, Jane.
Congratulations, Colin! A few years ago I would have said I envy you. Now I’m not so sure I’d want to start from scratch again 🙂 I think you’ll know if this is the last one. Or at least, you will probably have a restless sort of feeling if it isn’t the last. Either way, if blessings work, this fairy godmother is sending the best of everything, but most of all, gentleness.
Thank you so much, fairy godmother! I’m content … nevermind our bank account screaming for us to stop being too productive.
Gentleness … how prophetic! My wife should be most grateful for that. One thing we know for sure: the little princess has been practising powerful taekwondo maneuvers since Wk 28, literally “gut-wrenching”. lol
The little demon! Each successive pregnancy makes the walls of the playground more elastic, and by the time you get to number three, it’s harder to get them to keep still. I hope the princess doesn’t do too many pirouettes when she’s supposed to be behaving herself ready to meet the world 🙂
I’m sure she’ll reply you with yet another cheerful dance, fairy godmother! 😉
I’ll have to put a dose of laudanum in the pixie dust 🙂
Lol
Two drops of calpol will do the magic!
🙂
This is just so beautiful, I my last born is not talking to me right now. 💜
Thank you 🙂 We all have the right to be out of sorts 🙂 I’m sure he/she will come round.
I do hope he will 💗
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So very beautiful – what a wonderful expression of love 🙂
Thank you, Helen 🙂
This is so touching and tender Jane. You always express yourself so eloquently 🙂
Thanks Judy. Some feelings are easier to express than others.