Mother's Day



Oh! the love that is shown this day!
To mothers far and near.
Children saving their weekly pay,
To bring her some cheer.


But the love to her that is shown,
By them each day of the year,
Is the thing that counts with her,
Is the thing she holds most dear.

If we will say, "I love you, Mother,"
And do not show by deeds,
That we really love each other
As Miriam near the reeds.

Little Moses was put there when,

His mother saved his life,
And, as Miriam obeyed, right then,
He grew to resent strife.

When we quarrel with one another,
And from it will not cease,
We do not really love our mother,
Or we would try to please.

written by:  Chloe Bater