Puff the Magic Dragon

There must really be something special about Puff the Magic Dragon  because as a child (and even now) when I hear it I stop what I'm doing and sing along.  Every time I hear the familiar tune I instantly feel the safety, security and love I felt seated by my mom while she sang.  My siblings and I would sit as close to her as we could and she would strum the tune on her guitar and sing softly to us. 

Now I sing it to my kids and they love it.  I sing Puff the Magic Dragon at least 4 times, usually more because Kenzie likes it sung more than once to her, at bedtime.
  
The other night while I was singing it to Kenz and Evelyn I actually started to cry because it brought a flood of memories of my beautiful mom sitting on the floor with us kids, singing.  Again the love and peace I felt from her came back to me.  It was almost like a silent prayer from heaven filled the room as I hoped that maybe, just maybe, my kids would feel that same way when they heard the familiar melody. 

I know there are moments I mess up and mess up big as a mom. I'm not as patient as I hope to be or as emotionally stable as I should be.  Sometimes I'm more critical than necessary.  But when my children are grown I hope they will remember many a nights the sound of my voice singing Puff the Magic Dragon. 

I don't know if it's the words of the song or the sound of the melody that makes us love this song so much but man oh man am I thankful to good old Puff for being part of our lives for what is now generations and hopefully many more to come.  And I am forever indebted to my sweet, sweet mother for sharing her talents with me and encircling her family with love.

 (This is exactly how I imagined Puff and little Jackie to look like thanks to Disney's Pete's Dragon)