When they're little, you fill
their bottles and their cups,
their plates with the food pyramid.
their dressers and their closets
their bank accounts.
and, of course, their invisible bucket.
Then they get bigger, and you find yourself still filling their
bellies and bank accounts,
but also more now
their sports bottles,
their emotional tank,
and their hopes and dream bucket,
You fill them with
reasons to remain optimistic,
and, of course,
now and forever,
connection and unconditional love.
And along the way,
they fill your heart with all that they are,
making you who you've become
-- and, really, she's just who you've been all along --
a woman lucky enough to be assigned the most prestigious role on earth, that of a mother.