"No
Charge"
My little
boy came into the kitchen this evening while I was fixing supper.
And he handed me a piece of paper he'd been writing on. So, after
wiping my hands on my apron, I read it, and this is what it said:
For
mowing the grass, $5.
For
making my own bed this week, $1.
For
going to the store $.50.
For
playing with baby brother while you went shopping, $.25.
For
taking out the trash, $1.
For
getting a good report card, $5.
And
for raking the yard, $2.
Well,
I looked at him standing there expectantly, and a
thousand
memories flashed through my mind. So, I picked up the paper, and
turning it over, this is what I wrote:
For
the nine months I carried you, growing inside me, No Charge.
For
the nights I sat up with you, doctored you prayed for you, No charge.
For
the time and the tears, and the cost through the years, No Charge.
For
the nights filled with dread, and the worries ahead, No Charge.
For
advice and the knowledge, and the cost of your college, No Charge.
For
the toys, food and clothes, and for wiping your nose, No Charge.
Son,
when you add it all up, the full cost of my love is No Charge.
Well,
when he finished reading, he had great big tears in his eyes.And he looked
up at me and he said, "Mama, I sure do love you." Then he took
the pen and in great big letters he wrote, PAID n FULL.
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