He said, “She will
be different from the start,
For I will give
her a piece of My heart.
She will need to
be tender, but also tough
So, I will make
her of the very best stuff.”
When God made my mother
. . .
He poured in love
everywhere it would fit
So when it comes
to her family, she won’t quit.
Where her love
ends, no one can really know,
‘Cause it follows
her kids wherever they go.
When God made my
mother . . .
He added patience
seeing her trials would be long,
‘Cause to raise
three kids you’d have to be strong.
She would be there
from the very first kick
And stay beside
your bed when you were sick.
When God made my
mother . . .
He must have
dumped in talent by the bunches,
'Cause she did it
all, even packed our lunches.
She’s a doctor, a
teacher, a cook, and so much more.
My mom can do the
work of ten men plus four.
When God made my
mother . . .
He set a day and
hour when she would believe,
That Jesus was a
Savior she needed to receive.
I am so glad that
when I went astray,
I had a mom that
knew how to pray.
When God made my
mother . . .
He made the best
there could ever be,
‘Cause He made her
just for me.
I could have been
born here or there,
But I’m glad He
made us a pair.
-DM
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