The Mother and Wife
The Mother and Wife (Unedited)
The nurturing partner, the bringer of life
The reason men smile, the mother and wife
She makes a house, “home”. Her love’s in the air
Her essence is sprinkled on everything there
Her caring heart's open like it was a gate
Children and fathers all think that she’s great
And wait for the grandkids since they’ll love her too
But where are moms’ prizes for all that they do?
Some are up early with breakfast on plates
Some remind husbands of important dates
Moms often do laundry and even make beds
They also kiss boo-boos when elbows turn red
Mom cooks and she feeds in her motherly style
Her dinners, so tasty, are served with a smile
And mom always prays with her children at night
Reads them a story and turns out the light
And that’s while they’re young. Watch as they grow.
Mom’s always helping her efforts don’t slow
She’ll drive them to movies and practices too
Then pick them up when the practice is through
And if hubby has needs of any old sort
The mother turns wife and offers support
If life were a sport, mothers would win
They’ve earned so much thanks but where to begin?
Thanks for the shoulder to shelter a cry
Thanks for the lessons and answers to “Why?”
Thanks for the kindness and patience it takes
To rear up a child who’s making mistakes
Thanks for the tender and gentlest touch
Thanks for supporting your husband so much
Nothing expresses how precious moms are
And wives deserve platforms up in the stars
The Mother and Wife, if that describes you
You’re loved and respected and nothing’s more true
Copyright © 2007 Kenneth W. McCardell
