Friday, April 27, 2012

A Mother's Prayer

Oh, give me patience when tiny hands
Tug at me with their small demands.
And give me gentle smiling eyes;
Keep my lips from sharp replies.

And let not fatigue, confusion, or noise
Obscure my vision of life's fleeting joys
So when, years later, my house is still-
No bitter memories its rooms may fill.

-Author unknown (to me)

1 comment:

Sam and Carmin said...

Oh, I'm so glad I googled your name in hopes of finding your blog--It's beautiful and inspiring! I just copied this poem for my own blog--I love it!