I Came Through You

Upon entering this world
I move from the comfort of your womb.
Suckling your breast I am nourished
Your essence is my food.


I am nurtured by your touch
The very hands that reach out to the world.
I am cared for by the purity of your heart
The compassion known by woman.


As I grow up
You guide me with your wisdom
And pick me up when I fall down
As a mother, this is your calling.


We depend on each other
As we discover how to dance.
Certain things we agree upon
Others are there for our learning.


And then one day I push you away
As I discover who I am.
Do not tell me what to do
As I need to find my way.


I find a path that works for me
And you watch me the best you can
Only this time when I fall down
I must learn to pick myself up.


And I continue on
And find someone who nourishes me
As you always have.
Someone who shares his worldly vision
While encouraging me to grow.


And then one day I feel lonely
As I reflect back upon my life
And only wish we had more time to dance
And realize much of who I am
Is only because of you.


Thank you mom for picking me up
For sharing your insights
For challenging me to grow
And for giving me the gift of life.


By Kellyna Campbell