A day of remembrance of those who gave birth to us and those who gave birth to them and if we are mother’s ourselves, it’s a day where we remember giving birth to ours.

A few years ago, I wrote this poem and recited it for the first time ever in front of 50 people or so. The title is Love ’em Up.

Love ’em Up

with hugs and kisses

listen to their wishes

no matter what they seem

no matter what their dreams

Love ’em Up

with hugs and kisses

teach them what you know

demonstrate your love by listening to them while they grow

Love ’em Up

Let them be children

play in streams, color, sing, climb mountains, swim the oceans, bruise knees

teach them to love themselves, to love others, no matter their ethnicity, religion or creed, no matter how they seem.

Love ’em Up.

©Anita Adams (Original 2015/Revised 2017)