She cups within Her bearing
Life’s loveliest of charms
Birthed in the gentle caring
Of babies in her arms
She learns sacred thanksgiving
Love’s stunning bittersweet
Taught in the course of living
By children at her feet
Her prayers could fill an ocean
A deep, unscripted cry
That God will watch her children
As they learn how to fly
She grafts to precious laughter
A trove of tender tears
Knowing how soon the After
Seals childhood’s precious years
Therefore, she serves with honor
Her call to Motherhood
A crown God placed upon her
And uttered, ‘it is good’
This hardest undertaking
Of discipline and grace
Rewards her when her children
She knows heartstrings won’t sever
Wherever they may be
A mother is forever
Her love, eternity
© Janet Martin
She looks well to the ways of her household, And does not eat the bread of idleness.
Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her;
Prov.31:27-28
Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her;
Prov.31:27-28
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