OUR MOTHER
When the morning stars together sang,
And God planted the Earth,
And divided land from seven seas,
And gave to all things birth;
And when He fashioned humankind,
And creatures great and small,
Six young ones then He also made--
His loving children all.
Said He, "What one thing meets their need?
Each differs from the other."
Then stood a saint, with gentle heart,
And said, "They need a mother."
"For life shall take its toll on them,
Of woe and pain and sorrow.
And oft' only a mother's love
Can bring hope for tomorrow.
"Give her a heart of patience full,
And hope never abated,
That they might know Your and her love
Are very close related.
"And last, but then by no means least,
Give her a love for Thee,
A trust that hardship cannot shake,
That she might faithful be."
God thought this very wise advice;
He would not have another.
So on this special day was born
This precious gift, OUR MOTHER.
--Sue ( Rhymes from Our Times)
