Mothers: We Give Thanks To Thee

If our lives could stand still
For a motionless day,
And the world’s heartache eased away
With time’s callous decay,
I’d make it Mother’s Day,
In honor of your will
To trip across valleys and hills
That we might feel fulfilled.

We’d keep you in safety
Far from obligations,
Interloping avocations,
And enemy nations.
Mothers of creation,
Full of variety,
You bear your children unselfishly.
So we give thanks to thee.

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