Those Other Mothers...

 

  

 
Image Source; google images of refugees from Syria

We tuck our babes to bed

And pray the Lord to keep

Those others mothers bowing heads

Afraid to go to sleep

We wave and blow a kiss

As the school buses come

Those other mothers have nowhere

To call their home sweet home

We plan our evening meal

With perhaps a nice treat

Those others mothers hope somehow

They have enough to eat

A mother loves her child

Full and completely

All around the whole wide world

Wherever we may be

We tuck our babes to bed

And pray the Lord to keep

Those other mothers as they lie

On dirt and try to sleep

© Janet Martin

Oh Mom, said Victoria, as she saw my tears and I stopped in the middle of praying for those who have no bed to climb into and go to sleep...and I told her that I'm thinking about every mother who loves their little girl or boy as much as I love her and they have nowhere to call home.