Mother
You picked me up.
You soothed my wounds.
You felt my heartbeat
within your womb.
You planned my future.
You stayed by my side
when I was born
to protect and guide.
As I grew
you set me free.
You saw my mistakes.
You let me be me.
You touched my soul
and taught me the truth.
I learned right from wrong
from my early youth.
Now you're gone,
but I hear you still,
speaking softly and gently
saying, "It's God's will".
By: Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright: May 12, 2017
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Copyright © Carole Duet | Year Posted 2017
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