Her devotion is on a steady course
Though heartbreak comes, and it will
Her steadfast faith is strong, and still
Her courage amazes despite reverse
No complaint has strength to search
Within her heart for guidance to reclaim
The glory of the family’s given name
Taking pride in even the minutest detail
Her praise ignites inspiration, never fails
To take control of doubt and fear
Her faith is strong year after year
Children are the pearls in her value purse
Childhood memories center in her universe
Countless days provide pondering dreams
Of a house of gay cacophony, in reams
Of children’s laughter in those halcyon days
Memories she cherishes in the scrapbook page
Yet, she gave her all when they were tots
Her stewardship of their life not forgot
A mother waits with boundless patience
Satisfies but little when alone and anxious
Expecting a dear child to knock on the door
That’s all she hopes for, I do implore.
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