Planting

During the past several months six beautiful new children have been added to our family.  With each new addition I have felt so much love and admiration for the courageous women . . . their mothers. . .who give so much.  Thank you Karen, Martha, Arianne, Aubrey, Teresa and Amy for your willingness to be a mother.  This poem is for you and all the other women out there who desire to have children. 

Planting

I'm thinking of planting a garden

I don't know what size or what shape

I've never planted a garden before

I don't know what depth or what space

Have you seen the seeds of a carrot

like flecks of dust in my hand?

Can this tiny crying baby

Really someday become a man?

I'm thinking of planting a garden

I don't know the best time to sew

Who will be the water and sunshine

So my tiny seedlings will grow?

Have you seen the seed of a woman

Like flecks of love in His hand?

Can you see the circle of families

As numerous as grains of sand?

 I'm thinking of planting a garden

With stars, moon and sun in my hand

I will harvest the sons and daughters

Of the master Gardener of man.