Everything Mom
How did you find the energy, Mom
To do all the things you did,
To be teacher, nurse and counselor
To me, when I was a kid.
How did you do it all, Mom,
Be a chauffeur, cook and friend,
yet find time to be a playmate,
I just can't comprehend.
I see now it was love, Mom
That made you come whenever I'd call,
Your inexhaustible love, Mom
And I thank you for it all!
And this one:
Hidden Treasure
Wonder of wonders, deep mystery.
A virtuous woman who can be?
Hidden treasure deep in the sea.
Could that be you? Can that be me?
A corner pillar, a palace stone,
Carefully rendered to be His own.
a servant, a daughter of the throne.
A fertile seed that's deeply sown.
A ruby that shines cannot exceed
The beauty of a bountiful woman's deed
For she is ready in her family's need.
"All for the Father" is her creed.
These high virtues who can attain?
I have already failed them. Should I again?
Do I have the courage to call on His name?
He has the power, only I to blame?
Wonder of wonders, deep mystery.
A virtuous woman who will be?
Hidden treasure up out of the sea.
That could be you. That could be she.
Love you Momma!
How did you find the energy, Mom
To do all the things you did,
To be teacher, nurse and counselor
To me, when I was a kid.
How did you do it all, Mom,
Be a chauffeur, cook and friend,
yet find time to be a playmate,
I just can't comprehend.
I see now it was love, Mom
That made you come whenever I'd call,
Your inexhaustible love, Mom
And I thank you for it all!
And this one:
Hidden Treasure
Wonder of wonders, deep mystery.
A virtuous woman who can be?
Hidden treasure deep in the sea.
Could that be you? Can that be me?
A corner pillar, a palace stone,
Carefully rendered to be His own.
a servant, a daughter of the throne.
A fertile seed that's deeply sown.
A ruby that shines cannot exceed
The beauty of a bountiful woman's deed
For she is ready in her family's need.
"All for the Father" is her creed.
These high virtues who can attain?
I have already failed them. Should I again?
Do I have the courage to call on His name?
He has the power, only I to blame?
Wonder of wonders, deep mystery.
A virtuous woman who will be?
Hidden treasure up out of the sea.
That could be you. That could be she.
Love you Momma!
btw, Mom if you read this...I fixed an apostrophe! :P
ReplyDeleteHappy belated Birthday to your Mom! :)
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