A Mothers Opus

Of all mothers ever known,

And all of the love, by mothers shown,

With words of comfort, to children said,

And all of the tears for them shed…

You are the most wonderful mother of all…

Of sleepless nights with babies spent,

Prayers without number, to heaven sent,

Sleeping babies, infant breath so sweet,

Loving kisses placed on tiny hands and feet…

You are the most wonderful mother of all…

Of hardships and labors that cannot be numbered,

And nights all alone, while your little babies slumbered,

The worry and concern, far into the night,

Hoping and praying that it will all be alright…

You are the most wonderful mother of all…

Of heartache, and joy, the love, and the pain,

Only a mother feels, time and again,

The laughter of her children, the sound of their play,

Questions, silly games, sweet nothings to say…

You are the most wonderful mother of all…

Of years that pass, with the speed of a day,

And children that grow up, and soon move away,

Of the time that will come, when they are no longer so small,

And say, “YOU are the most wonderful mother of all” …