10/11/07

What is a mother? You ask me!
It is something which is hard to explain.
Because no two mothers are the same.
     They can be gentle as a breeze on
A mid-summers nights dream.
Or as hard as a rock which you can not stop.

They can love you one minute-and spank you the next.
If you put them to a test.
     They will feed you and clothe you
And put a roof over your head-and give you
A warm ,soft comfortable bed.
    They will dry your tears ,and heal your cuts.
They will show you the rights from wrong
So you can grow big and strong.

If you’re a girl-they’ll teach you about satin and lace.
   And if you’re a boy-you must “wash your face”.

A mother is first a woman ,then a wife.
Then she creates a brand new life.
   She has to put her priorities in line.
Then she has to find the time.
   She will first take care of her husbands needs
And feed the baby in between.
Then wash the clothes-and make the beds
Sweep, mop and wash the dishes
And in between -feed the fishes.
   She becomes a juggler of many hats.
Does not get a thank you or even a pat
   She will continue this throughout her life
In hopes that maybe one day-she will hear her husband and
Children say.-we love you each and every day.
And no one can take that away.
This is what a mother is to me
And I will be thankful eternally.