Raymond Morgan Poet Prose Poetry

Hello Mom

HELLO MOM!

Children look into your eyes,
Savor the sound of your voice.
They cherish your every touch,
It makes a mother's heart rejoice.

Behemoth monsters on the bench,
Professional football is their game.
They turn to face the camera,
"Hello Mom" are the only words that came.

Men are what their mother's made them,
Smothered in love right from the womb.
The future of society is in her hands,
From the cradle to the tomb.

I think a law is overdue,
That the virtues of mothers must be told.
Each child who enters this earthly world,
Must tell the story until he is old.

A father might turn his back,
Leaving his children to endure.
But a mother's love lives through it all,
Her children's future to secure.

Even He who died upon the cross,
Looked down on all who were there.
He said, "Behold Your Mother",
It was His final prayer.

We pray this Mother's Day be a blessing,
May your children honor you.
Praise God and His Holy Mother,
It is the thing to do.

RAYMOND V. MORGAN

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