Mother’s Day Poem

She protects and loves unconditionally,

Loves with all of her heart.

Teaches with tender mercy.

Grandma, mother to me.

Oh Lord she cries why?

Take this bitter cup from me.

Protect these children,

As they leave my arms.

Protect them from harm,

That I know is there.

She cries in the night,

Turning them over to her silent God.

They are not always under her care,

When she is not there,

She cries as she prays.

Lord please protect them from harm.

She rocks them as she sings hymns of praise,

Builds their self-esteem,

Has pride in their accomplishments.

She can no longer play with them like she would like,

Legs arthritic and bowed.

But she loves,

Oh how she loves.

God, she teaches the little ones of Him

And she loves, oh how she loves.

Now she is gone,

But not really,

Her memory lives on.

She visits to give strength

In spirit,

And

Oh she loves,

Oh how she loves.

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