This is one of my favorite poems and I was thinking about it today and how if I could write my mom a letter it would sound very similar to the words written here. She died when I was seven years old. We only had a short time together but she instilled in me the love of so many things! One of them being....dolls :] and she was a wonderful seamstress. She would let me pick out the material(can you imagine?) and she would make matching outfits for her and I. She loved Christmastime, as I do, and she would put all blue lights on our Christmas tree complete with tinsel and angel hair! She loved so many things, but the greatest being the fierce love she had for myself and my brothers. She made me feel completely loved and whole and safe. (I have only a few pics so I stuck my baby picture on hers)So, thank you mom. I love you and Miss you!
"When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you hang my first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately wanted to paint another one.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you feed a stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my favorite cake for me and I learned that little things can be the special things in life.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I heard you say a prayer, and I knew there is a God I could always talk to and I learned to trust in God.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I learned that we all have to help take care of each other.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you give of your time and money to help people who had nothing and I learned that those who have something should give to those who don't.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I felt you kiss me good night and I felt loved and safe.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it and I learned we have to take care of what we are given.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't feel good and I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grow up.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw tears come from your eyes and I learned that sometimes things hurt, but its all right to cry.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw that you cared and I wanted to be everything that I could be.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I learned most of life's lessons that I need to know to be good and productive person when I grow up.
When you thought I wasn't looking, I looked at you and wanted to say,
Thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn't looking"
Copyright ©2001 Mary Rita Schilke Korzan
7 comments:
How lovely,I know this poem as well.What a nice thoughtful thing for your mother.We do always think that way dont we.We never seem to think anyone notices, but in this hustle bustle world theres always that little thing that reminds us that they did or do.Have a lovely day!
oh how sweet!! thank you for sharing with us. what a lovely tribute to your Mom!!
xoxox
Wow, I teared up there Kimmie, that is so very sweet!
i'm glad you have such sweet memories of your mother and those few magical years were great building blocks to the person you are today. i'm sorry you had such little time with her - that really is unfair - which is guess, if life, right?
p.s.
the collage workshop is really fun, you'll enjoy it.
"is life" is what i meant instead of "if" - whoops.
Sweet and sad. That little girl could be Alex, what a resemblance!
This is beautiful...thank you for posting it!
hugz, Gail
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