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She didn't know
I listen'd
as her soul~cry filled the air . . .
Oh, but this was not the first time
I'd heard my mother's prayer ~
For in her weariness & pain
each night on God she'd call . . .
Before her eyes would close in sleep
"Dear Father, BLESS THEM ALL" ~
Then she'd name us one by one
on His Altar our needs place . . .
She'd pray the strangest prayers
words time can ne'er erase ~
"Help me be a loving father"
I just could not believe my ears . . .
"I fear they're missing so much, Lord"
she'd whisper through her tears ~
"Lord, I can't throw a baseball
Nor tie a sailor's knot . . .
Can't whittle or shoot marbles, Lord
What he needs, Father, I ain't got" ~
"Strong arms is what my girls need,
Lord, so they'll feel so secure . . .
A daddy's point of view, sweet Jesus
You understand me, I am sure" ~
"Mother's can do only half the job
No matter how hard we try . . .
Their dad left so many years ago
Lord . . . I've never known just why" ~
"Before too long it's Father's Day
And I'll see their tear~dimm'd eyes . . .
They'll wait again expectantly, Lord
Disappointment they cannot disguise" ~
"OH, help us, Lord, to be thankful for
Our blessings" ~ I'd hear mama pray . . .
In the matchless name of Jesus Christ"
As she'd brush the tears away ~
Many years have passed since then
Mama's hair is no longer gold . . .
Her children left "the nest" years ago
but ~ what sweet memories we hold ~
God must have heard mama's prayers
'Cause He answered them one by one . . .
She's still the BEST mama AND daddy
Who e'er raised three daughters & a son !
Mary Carter Mizrany
June 6, 2003
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