When God Made a Mother
He helps the wind to start, he allows the trees to grow
The earth is set to spin only because he states it so
He makes the sun, the rain and storms, he sets the ships to sale
Looks down at all our issues, and still sets a path to make a trail
He helps our food to grow in this old and tired dirt
He places life here on earth and guides them through the hurt
He grew so tired helping, healing, with all this to be true
He came up with a plan, to give a helping hand its due
He would create a loving creature, to help him with these things
Someone kind, and smart and strong, who wouldn’t give up on anything
What are you waiting for; Angel’s get started on this art
She’ll have a gentle touch, this is where we’ll start
We’ll give her arms that hold so tight, but know when to let go
A voice that calms a weary soul, to lift them up and help them grow
Her smile will be heavenly, her eyes will see the best
Her embrace will be so warm, upon her beating chest
Make her a teacher too, give her all the tools she may need
Have her teach them empathy, compassion and the ability to lead
Let her feet move fast, when they are hurt or crying
Make a brain to help her know if they are busy lying
Give her a stomach that tells her when there is something wrong
And a backbone for when they’re will is way too strong
Oh how bright we are, smart and witty, so they thought
We can do this any day, there’s nothing we forgot
They took her to the Lord, so proud and gleeful, thee
He looked her over, but there’s something missing, see
She needs a heart so big so deep to carry pain, joy and fear
To carry all this love, anger and of course every tear
She needs a heart that will sustain a storm, loneliness and pride
But one that will slow down and show a calmer kind of side
My friends, a Mother’s love should be so magnificent, you see
A true second, of course, to no one else but me
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