ECHOES

The Things We Wish You’d See

A mother’s eyes see different things

Than other people see

They have this strange ability

To morph things into what used to be

For example:

You see a sullen teenager

While I see rosy cheeks

You see a somewhat snarky grin

While I see a newborn’s tiny chin

You see a student who’s forgotten her books

But  I see a toddler’s impish looks

You see the adults they soon will be

While to me they’ll always be babies 

And though I know my vision’s unique

The sights and scenes of a mother

I sometimes wish you all could peek

Into  my lens that’s other

For behind the teenage angst,

Those confounding personalities

Lie toddlerhood and charming smiles

The things we mothers wish you’d see