A new life waits to come into the world
And the mother is filled with joy
As she feels the movement of life within her;
A beautiful girl or boy.
She doesn’t know who her child will resemble
And his character is not yet revealed,
Yet within her maternal heart, she finds,
A promise of a future sealed.
A mother stands and watches her child
As he clasps the rung of a chair
Determined, he takes some wobbly steps
When he sees her loving stare.
Soon he tires of the effort
But he’ll try again before too long,
And he has been caught up into her arms
Gentle, yet safe and strong.
Her little girl gives a chrysanthemum white,
A token for love that glows,
And it seems that her mummy could be no happier
To receive one hundred of those.
Her mother loves all that God has made
And this, to her daughter, makes known;
That she’ll love her just as much as now
When all the years have flown.
Throughout the good and bad times
She feels their joy and pain
And she gives them hope and support
Which helps them find their feet again.
And when there’s encouragement to give-
Each child, precious and unique;
She will do her best to give
The comfort that they seek.
Years pass by so quickly
And her children become aware
That their mother is not infallible
Nor will she always be there;
But a mother’s care continues on
Long after her children are grown –
And they will be touched for the rest of their lives
By the love that their mother has shown.