A MOTHER’S HEART
God makes a wondrous thing
When He forms a Mother’s heart.
He fills it with such love
Beginning at the start.
The baby once within
Now a child who comes of age
The Mother’s heart enlarges
With every passing stage.
The heart that shapes the life
Does day by day choose best
For the children who at one time
Nurtured at her breast.
The heart that guides the young one
Continues to lead the teen
Cherishes, treasures, holds
Through trials unforeseen.
A Mother’s heart so light
It carries much inside.
At the thought of precious children
Bursts easily with pride.
How grateful are we all
For the Mothers God graciously gives
She loves like none other
For all the time she lives.
Wendy West
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