Mommy, Are Your Watching Me

Playing in the floor was my little baby boy,

Gently cooing fondly o’re his toy,

Then I heard his struggling effort 

And I glanced up just in time

To see my boy roll over, 

Then his tiny eyes met mine;

“Mommy, are you watching me?

I rolled over, did you see?

I know there are much bigger things

That could capture your attention,

But, Mommy, are you watching me?”

The months passed by, and then, one ordinary day,

My baby boy slowly made his way

Across the room and then with care

He stood and walked a baby mile,

And as he reached the end he met me

With his biggest smile.

“Mommy, are you watching me?

I can walk now, did you see?

I know there are much bigger things 

That could capture your attention,

But, Mommy, are you watching me?”

The years passed swiftly by, and soon my little man could

Ride a bike and whittle on some would.

Then, one day, I heard a shout

And peering through the window,

My young man drove into the lane,

He wanted me to know;

“Mommy, are you watching me?

I can drive now, did you see?

I know there are so many other things

that could capture your attention,

But, Mommy, are you watching me?”

Then one day I saw my boy become a man

As he proudly made his vows and held her hand.

I watched their love abound 

And in not to long at all,

I smiled as I took the phone,

Received his happy call;

“Mommy, are you watching me?

I’m a daddy, did you see?

You’ve always made me feel that I was

Worth all of your attention,

Still, Mommy, are you watching me?

Mommy, are you watching me?

I’m a man, don’t you see?

From your eyes I find the courage

And the strength to be strong.

Oh, Mommy, are you watching me?”