Just For Today
by Sally Meyer
Just for this morning,
I am going to smile when I see your face...
and laugh when I feel like crying.
Just for this morning,
I will let you wake up softly in your flannel p.j.'s...
and hold you until you are ready to stir.
Just for this morning,
I will let you choose what you want to wear...
and I will say how beautiful you are.
Just for this morning,
I will step over the laundry to pick you up...
and take you to the park to play
Just for this morning,
I will leave the dishes in the sink...
and let you teach me how to put your puzzle together.
Just for this afternoon,
I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off...
and sit with you in the garden
blowing bubbles.
Just for this afternoon,
I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you
scream and whine for the ice cream truck...
and I will buy you one, if he comes by.
Just for this afternoon,
I won't worry about what you are going to be
when you grow up...
I will simply love you for the joy you bring me
Just for this afternoon,
I will let you help me make cookies...
and I wont stand over you . . . trying to 'fix things.'
Just for this afternoon,
I will take you to McDonald's and buy us both a 'Happy Meal'...
so you can have two toys.
Just for this evening,
I will hold you in my arms and tell you the story of how you
were born...
and how much we love you.
Just for this evening,
I will let you splash in the bathtub...
and I won't get angry when you pour water over your sister's
head.
Just for this evening,
I will let you stay up late...
while we sit on the porch swing
and count all the stars.
Just for this evening,
I will bring you glasses of water...
and snuggle beside you for hours...
and miss my favorite t.v. show.
And tonight when you are sleeping safe and warm in your bed,
I will think of the mothers and fathers
who mourn for the children they have lost.
I will remember the parents who sit by hospital beds,
watching over the little ones they love.
I will weep for those parents whose children are cold,
hungry and suffering,
and .... this evening,
when I kneel down to pray,
I will simply be grateful for all that I have
and not ask for anything...
except just one more day.
© copyright 1999 Sally Meyer
(written for her autistic son, Dhylan)
I am going to smile when I see your face...
and laugh when I feel like crying.
Just for this morning,
I will let you wake up softly in your flannel p.j.'s...
and hold you until you are ready to stir.
Just for this morning,
I will let you choose what you want to wear...
and I will say how beautiful you are.
Just for this morning,
I will step over the laundry to pick you up...
and take you to the park to play
Just for this morning,
I will leave the dishes in the sink...
and let you teach me how to put your puzzle together.
Just for this afternoon,
I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off...
and sit with you in the garden
blowing bubbles.
Just for this afternoon,
I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you
scream and whine for the ice cream truck...
and I will buy you one, if he comes by.
Just for this afternoon,
I won't worry about what you are going to be
when you grow up...
I will simply love you for the joy you bring me
Just for this afternoon,
I will let you help me make cookies...
and I wont stand over you . . . trying to 'fix things.'
Just for this afternoon,
I will take you to McDonald's and buy us both a 'Happy Meal'...
so you can have two toys.
Just for this evening,
I will hold you in my arms and tell you the story of how you
were born...
and how much we love you.
Just for this evening,
I will let you splash in the bathtub...
and I won't get angry when you pour water over your sister's
head.
Just for this evening,
I will let you stay up late...
while we sit on the porch swing
and count all the stars.
Just for this evening,
I will bring you glasses of water...
and snuggle beside you for hours...
and miss my favorite t.v. show.
And tonight when you are sleeping safe and warm in your bed,
I will think of the mothers and fathers
who mourn for the children they have lost.
I will remember the parents who sit by hospital beds,
watching over the little ones they love.
I will weep for those parents whose children are cold,
hungry and suffering,
and .... this evening,
when I kneel down to pray,
I will simply be grateful for all that I have
and not ask for anything...
except just one more day.
© copyright 1999 Sally Meyer
(written for her autistic son, Dhylan)
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4 people had this to say:
You are not suppose to make me cry!
Love this sweetie.....thanks for sharing it!!!
HUGS,
Debbie
Well, that is just the most beautiful sentiment. I wish every young mom could know what's it like at 46 when they're all grown up. There are days I'd just like to have them back at three years old for just one day. Of course, I would not go back permanently for them, because the whole idea s raise independent people. But oh, you don't fully miss what you've got until it's gone.
So sweet!
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