The Childless Mother

The Childless Mother You once had a mother And how was she? She was gentle, kind and caring, As gracious as could be. And you? You played house, You dressed your dolls, You took them for walks in their prams You gave them their bottles, And you rocked them to sleep. But now, you know, You’ll never be a mother, You experience anguish, hurt and pain, Which our loving heavenly father Takes away again and again and again.