an ode to mothers

This is a beautiful poem shared with me by my mother. Written by a woman for her daughter, who was a mother to many fostered children, including three that were adopted. Mothers are everywhere, always wanting to soothe and comfort. What a blessing it is to be a woman. I can't wait until I am a mom. Happy Mothers Day and may your day be filled with love and special care.

ODE TO JENNY

THERE WAS A YOUNG MOTHER, WHO HAD A BIG HEART.

SHE LOVED LITTLE CHILDREN, AND ALWAYS DID MORE THAN HER PART.

EACH DAY SHE HELPED THEM, BY FILLING THEIR BOWLS.

“YOU CAN’T SAVE THE WORLD,” I’VE TOLD HER QUITE OFTEN.

BUT GOD BLESSED HER SO, AS SHE GAVE THEM DIRECTION.

SHE WANTED TO SAVE THEM ALL, BY DOING ONLY HER BEST.

AND COMFORT AND SOOTHE HER, WHEN THINGS GO WRONG.

MANY YEARS SHE SPENT, CARING ALL DAY

FOR YOUNG LITTLE SPIRITS, THAT CAME HER WAY.

BUT THAT WASN’T ENOUGH, SHE PRAYED FOR MORE.

SHE OPENED HER HEART, SHE OPENED HER DOOR.

SICK AND TORN, THEY FLOODED RIGHT IN.

ONLY GOD KNOWS JUST WHERE THEY HAD BEEN.

SMALL LITTLE STRANGERS, THEY CAME HER WAY.

SHE OPENED HER ARMS, “WHAT MORE CAN I SAY”.

AND ANGELS HELPED HER, TO HEAL THEIR SOULS.

BUT WITH EACH CRY, HER HEART WAS SOFTENED.

MOST OF THE TIME, THEY CAME FOR PROTECTION

THE WAVES OF LOVE, WOULD FLOW AND CREST.

THE ANGELS HOLD HER UP AND MAKE HER STRONG,

HER TALENT CERTAINLY IS A WONDERFUL GIFT,

THAT COMES FROM “HIM, WHO WILL ALWAYS LIFT.”

I KNOW SHE’LL BE REWARDED FOR HER SINCERE

AND LOVING CHARMS.

AS SOMEDAY SHE WILL WALK,

INTO GOD’S OPENED ARMS.

WITH LOVE,

MOM