1976
Reflections of a Young Mother
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“Reflections of a Young Mother,” Ensign, Apr. 1976, 43

Reflections of a Young Mother

I’m tired today

Because your crying kept

Me near your bedside through the night.

Your fevered body sought the solace that

My arms could give.

I smiled today

To see you fold your arms

While Daddy said the blessing on the food.

I wonder what your infant-bodied spirit can express

Besides the form of prayer.

I’m proud today

That you can walk

And that your language tells me of your needs.

I’ve learned to let you struggle with the difficult;

That helps you grow.

I laughed today

To see you play together putting dolls

To bed and tiptoeing away.

Your growing father-daughter love’s a source

Of happiness to me.

I prayed today

In sorrow for a selfish rush

Of anger to protest some unexpected chore.

If I can’t give my time to helping you,

What use is it to me?

I sleep today

Content to know the house is clean,

Your meals prepared, your clothing washed and pressed.

My weariness of body finds its sweet reward

In peace of mind and rest.

Illustrated by April Perry