Maternal Blessings
Who first gave to us the gift
Of how to love each other?
Was it not from infancy,
We gleaned it from our mother?
Who first gave the loving touch
Of tenderness and care?
Was it not a daily gift
Of mother being there?
Who first kissed us on the cheek,
Who studied every trait?
Who would work and toil for us
And who would always “wait.”
Who would stop to listen
And who would kneel to pray?
Who would show the Savior’s love
Day, by day, by day?
From birth until the grave
We forever gain so much,
By laying hold of mother’s love
Like she laid hold of us.
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