A Mother’s Kiss

I wrote this one time while my mother was still alive and I returned home to another state, still with the memory of her kisses.
A Mother’s Kiss

A Mother’s soft, sweet kiss is first felt when we are newborn babes. These kisses
continue to be bestowed on us throughout our lives. There are always plenty to share
with others in our family.
When we are infants, we delight in her kisses of affection..
As toddlers we are too busy exploring our world to have much time to accept these kisses.
Then we are school age and are just tolerant of her attempts to cuddle and give us kisses.
As we become teenagers, too many times we feel ourselves too worldly to receive
these displays of affection. Then we are young adults & have moved away from home
and her kisses are too few and far between because of distance. We may grow up and
have children of our own and then we are the ones bestowing kisses on an ever
changing young person. All too soon our Mother depends on us to give our kisses to
her. She may be far away and in a nursing home and she clings to us when we visit,
stealing kisses to cherish when we are gone. The cycle is complete. We leave her,
tasting her soft, sweet kisses for the remainder of the day. If we are lucky, we keep a
special place in our heart filled with kisses to bestow on her when we next see her.
A Mother’s soft, sweet kiss: a memory to cherish always.


© Kathleen Durbin September 2000

Dedicated to my mother: Pauline Wordehoff