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Poetry By: padrine

just a poem i did for my mother on her 60th birthday.

Submitted:Jan 5, 2007    Reads: 134    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

First girl, then woman, now Mother

Our Mother

birth she gave - to children, in total, five

by the Grace of God, all still alive.

Quite a handful we were, I'm sure

but with motherly love did she endure

the process of motherhood

Diligently raising her brood

Never once heard her complain

That we were a pain

Meticulous she was, taking care

So concerned of our welfare.

Quiet, serene, inwardly strong

Firm in discipline when we did wrong

She taught us how to pray

And ask the Lord to guide us each day

Complete health she does not enjoy

And that, we know, is satan's ploy

To rob her of the inner peace

She obtains by remaining on her knees

This burden of ill-health, is not light

She will always put up a fight

Maybe shedding a secret tear

Yet, not succumbing to the fear

A remarkable woman, is she

Amazing, with outstanding quality

An angel, a blessing from above

A mother, we unconditionally love

Now, we are all grown

With families of our own

And we want to express

Our gratitude & love, nothing less

Today, your sixtieth birthday

To God our Father, we pray

That on you, he must bestow

His richest blessings, in overflow

Trials could get quite a bit

But rest in God's love, and never quit




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