by Lawaine Van Eyck
(Wilbur by the Sea, Florida)
To watch over you when a baby, to sing you to sleep with her song,
To try to be near you to comfort and cheer you
To teach you the right from the wrong.
To do all she can to make you a man
And over a million things more
To sigh for you, cry for you, yes, even die for you
That's what God made mothers for.
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