Mothers come in all ages,
Different shapes, different stages.
All have the love ingrained,
That God gave them when they came.
From their mothers womb instilled,
With the love that mother’s feel.
A young mother is unique,
She starts nurturing her own techniques.
Some are clingy and tend to dote,
While others keep things quiet and remote.
All in deed do love their child,
But some are meeker, gentle and mild.
So it takes all kinds to make a Mom,
Some stay at home where they should belong,
While others have to work outside the home,
To help buy food and pay the mortgage loan.
What a chore they have each day,
The first being leaving their child to go away.
To work nine to five to make ends meet,
And some just want to face a feat.
No matter the choice of a young mother,
The job is more extraordinary than any other.
You have to be nurse, diaper changer and feeder,
Along with all the extras that meet her.
So on this Mother’s Day this year,
I salute all the mothers who are so dear.
Whether just starting out and facing each day,
Or those who have seen their children grow and move away.
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY
© Shy Barr
May 7, 2006
Proverbs 23: 25 ~ Thy father and thy mother shall be
glad, and she that bare thee shall rejoice. |
