The time is coming
To let you fly
Yet this Momma's heart
Keeps asking why
Why and how and when and where
The years flew by, and now I am grasping air
I question myself with every thought
Did I do enough, all that I ought?
Did I pray enough for your future?
All those nights over your bed?
Did I tell you enough how beautiful you are
Before the world tries to get in your head?
Did I hold your hand when you were afraid?
Or point you to scripture every night and day?
Did I whisper the truths loud enough
So that they will stick when times get tough?
Did I see your hurts, your fears, your joys?
Cry enough with you, sing, rejoice?
Did I walk with you when you were sad?
Did I promise that the world is not too bad?
Did I paint your nails? Did I braid your hair?
Did I show you how much I really do care?
Because 18 years went by too fast
My heart just wants all the moments to last!
And the answer to them all is that I did enough
Because the woman you are is strong and tough
And tender and beautiful and full of life,
So I must have got a thing or two right.
To bottle up the moments and hold them in my heart
Is what I will do as you enter your new part
And stand here waiting for you to come home,
Or a call, or a text just to tell me you're not alone
Someone once asked me does the sorrow overshadow the joy
And after a thought and a sigh, my response was sure!
The joy of watching you grow up and go
Is a blessing beyond my wildest hope
The Lord gave me you for a little while
And now the world gets to experience your magical smile
So I will sit over here with a twinkle in my eye
And a heart full of pride as I watch you fly.
Love, Momma