Happy Mother’s Day to one and all! To new moms, veterans, step-moms, mothers-to-be, mothers-in-waiting, motherly figures, single dads acting as mom and dad, and especially to those whose moms are no longer with us and those mothers whose child is not able to celebrate with them.
I rarely post personal work on the blog, but today is awfully special as it’s my wife’s first Mother’s Day as a newly minted mom. Below is the poem I gave her this morning. Enjoy!
Lessons in the Family Orchard
In elementary school, we learn about plants
and trees and their anatomies. Not
in detail, like the process of photosynthesis.
We learn about roots,
Roots that dig deep into the earth;
branches that stretch into the open air;
leaves that color the sky.
We learn to admire trees for their age,
their colors, their breath of life. And
we see them as emblems of our own family.
We learn to trace our family’s roots,
Roots that ground us to traditions;
branches that grow our legacy;
leaves that lead to new life.
I have learned to see you as our tree,
steadfast against the elements. You
continue to grow, reaching new heights.
I have learned about your roots,
Roots that hold fast to us;
branches that protect us;
leaves that gave us new life.
You will learn to watch her grow in our
orchard only to start her own. She
will thrive in your umbrage day and night.
You will teach her about her roots,
Roots that tell her she is known;
branches that show her reach;
leaves that lead to legacy.
She will grow, fed by your love–both pruning and watering;
she will love, led by your example–both truly and deeply–
just like the roots, branches, and leaves
of her mother.
-W. K. Jones