This day I want to say a prayer,
For all the Mothers who are hurled,
Into pain and heartache for their
dearest child,
Trapped in the horror of this world.

Remembering that tiny one, innocent
Born, developed 'neath her very soul,
Nurtured every passing day, loved
so cherished,
With only life to hold.

Then suddenly those years have gone
As temptation bit them sore,
Life's emptiness, it's sorrows,
hurt and pain,
Just couldn't stop their fall.

They didn't understand that little taste
Would grip them like a vice,
And no matter Mother's pleas,
she couldn't
Save them from their plight.

And then her soul was broken,
How could her heart have formed this one,
Did she miss some clues
back then,
What more could she have done.

But, a Mother can't provide it all,
Her love can't be enough,
A Mother can't fulfill a heart and soul,
nor protect,
With sin surrounding everyone.

She cannot shield her child from hurt,
From loneliness or fear,
A child must walk their own
To find what is most dear.

She then must give her child away,
'Twas never hers to keep,
Each child she bears belongs to God,
As His alone,
His plan He will complete.

Her call is, but, to teach the child of God,
Salvation in His way,
Then trust she must, for when mothering
is done,
Her life is blessed in praise.

Soft Whispers just for you from
Derry's Heart Poems 2008
Poetry from the Heart

I delight greatly in the LORD; my soul rejoices in my God.
For he has clothed me with garments of salvation
and arrayed me in a robe of righteousness....
Isaiah 61:10

Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;
my body also will live in hope,
Acts 2:26

And Mary said: "My soul glorifies the Lord
and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior.
Luke 1:47












Music: "Praying For Peace"

Composed and Sequenced by Jiji M. John.
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