Secret of the Knees

What makes a good mother? What makes a good home? Her granddaughter asked A woman always on her knees my child For pretty faces in time get old And bodies eventually age But past all that what really keeps Is the character built upon her knees A pillar she must be for many you see A source of strength and comfort too And she herself mettle she must find Entirely completely, upon her knees Her purpose you see is the greatest of all To build nations, groom generations too And if per chance a mistake is made A sad lot will pay of the coming age So upon the woman a lot is laid Expectations unspoken, thankless too But a good woman a good home will make If she learns early the secret of the knees.