THE MOTHERS
THE MOTHERS Singing softly for her children Caressing little feet with her heart Guiding them with her wallet of words Schooling them how to behave How to live Bringing up the little kids To be good human beings Steel of discipline hidden In the velvet glove of her love Wanting children to be good For self And as much for others Goodness of the world Worrying and waiting for children All her life Once pregnant Mothers remain pregnant forever The Mothers _________________