Hallmark Cards, Inc.
A little booklet of poems from Hallmark Cards is another memory from my childhood. Today, on Mother’s Day and my oldest child’s college graduation, one poem impresses me in particular.
Invitation Accepted
this
child of three,
Holding out
a
picture book;
Her eyes in upward
pleading
look.
I think of pressing
tasks
of day,
Of waiting things
of
near demand,
Yet swiftly reach
for
her small hand,
And go with her
to
Fairyland
-Katherine Edelman
Fortunately, I can read this poem today with no
regrets. As a child of three, my own
mother always took the time to read to me. This is why today, I can look at books I still
own from my childhood and remember so clearly every picture on every page. The hours spent looking at the pages while
they were read to me have ingrained the drawings in my mind.
What is ingrained in my heart, though, is the idea that someone cared enough to pause their busy day to sit next to me and read.
What is ingrained in my heart, though, is the idea that someone cared enough to pause their busy day to sit next to me and read.
As my daughter graduates from college, I’m confident that
she has had this same feeling. Housework
always needed attention, but not at the expense of showing a little girl that she is treasured above all else. I can think of little else that expresses this to a child better than reading books
with them!
This is sooo sweet! Thank you mommy dearest for taking the time to read to me :)
ReplyDeleteLaura (the cute one)
Your welcome. Don't we look good here? You look a little older now than you do in this photo, but I don't, right?
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