I take pictures in my mind
Of things I hope to never forget
Like your big toothless smile when you wake up next to me
Or the sight of you running down the school lawn
With your arms outstretched to hug me.
The way your eyes disappear when you laugh
Or the way you sleep with your mouth open in the car.
I want to remember
Seeing you fall
And watching you pick yourself up
The way you twirl around in my room with a frilly skirt and flowers in your hair.
But how will I take a picture of....
The sweet smell of your breath
Or how it feels to hold your tiny hand in mine.
There will be no pictures of.....
Your big, wet, sloppy kisses
The sound of your laugh
The feel of your hand rubbing my arm as you try to fall asleep
And the delicate scent of you as you sleep.
There are just these words
And my thoughts
And my prayers
That I will never forget
The things that make me grateful to be your mother.