Your heart is my home

Your heart is my home

I remember the first day we met, you were so small and fragile.

I stared at your face, just for a while.

Nothing compared to this feeling you gave me.

There was nowhere else I wanted to be.

You were my little boy, my first true love.

Nothing made me happier than being your mum.

My kisses were magic, my hugs could heal,

But they didn’t compare to the way, you made me feel.

Everything about you made me so proud.

A true little boy, so rough and so loud.

It just isn’t fair, how quickly the years went on.

Before I knew it, my little boy was gone.

I thought that this house could keep us together,

But it was just some walls, a place out of bad weather.

The real home was never the place that we lived,

It was the people we loved, the ones we shared our life with.

Now, here stands a man

With a family of his own.

I’ll love you forever,

Your heart is my home.

But if your heart ever hurts,

I pray my hugs will still heal.

I hope that even though you have grown,

You’ll still tell me how you feel.

You’ll always be my baby,

No matter how big you grow.

But there’s just so many things,

I hope that you know.

I lay awake at night,

Hoping I raised you right.

Are there things that you wished I’d done different?

I’m sorry if I was too busy, or just didn’t listen.

I hope that you know,

I will love you forever.

But my kisses were never magic,

It was just my love that made you feel better.

If your heart is hurting,

Please come home.

I’ll wait at the door,

Or by the phone.

I’d swim an ocean

If it meant getting to you.

If your heart was hurting,

Mine would hurt too.

I hope that you know,

I’d put my life on the line.

To keep yours safe

For you, I would die.

Your heart is my home.

Mine beats just for you.

I still can’t believe how quickly you’ve grown.

Sometimes I forget that I grew, too.

The laughter you once gave me,

Are now the wrinkles upon my skin.

A lot has changed since you left, you see

My patience is not as thin.

The rush in the morning,

The bedtime routine,

The life we were living,

It feels like a dream.

I tried so hard to block out the noise,

Now the silence is deafening.

My house is finally free of all of the toys,

But as each toy left, so did a memory.

In the moment,

I didn’t notice

The stress, the mess, the never ending need

These were the times I should’ve just stopped and just breathed.

The best years of my life,

happened while we grew.

But you grew and you left.

With you, they left too.

Your heart is my home.

But you’ve found a home for yourself.

Pictures of you are all I have left on my shelf.

The family you’ve made, makes me so proud.

I just hope that you know,

How to grow as they grow

How to be there for them,

Before these moments come to an end.

It’s just so scary

that the best parts of me were temporary.

The nights felt long,

But the years were so short.

I'm trying to be strong,

but living without you is harder than I thought.

My little boy,

you’ve grown into a man.

Letting you go,

was not part of my plan.

Your heart is my home,

But my heart, beats alone.

I wished for a house that was quiet and neat.

I didn’t realise what would happen when my wish was complete.

Today, there was a knock and a “hey Mum, I’m here”.

The silence that echoed, finally disappeared.

My grandchild looked up at me,

Suddenly, I realised all along it was real….

My kisses are still magic and my hugs can still heal.