When I was-- you still stayed near- true to your purpose--
True to your being--
your creation is a priceless design...
You are no match for anyone- and my love for you--
reflects the love you
FIRST had for me--
allowing God to use your vessel to bring forth life...
I know the transitions and trials I put you thru were hard-
but you stood firm-
Gave me a foundation- stability was found in you--
even when your world was in chaos.
At nite, I would hear you cry--
asking for blessings that seemed far fetched--
I didn't understand then- but now-
I have matured and found out that you just cared
No matter what I did, I was a part of you-
and you never wanted me to suffer-
Never wanted me to see pain-
agony and the truth about this world--
Even though, you knew I would...
I pour out my heart, and ramble on like this,
cause this is never said--
We just think it- and it's not fair to you!
You have been able to stand in the gap
For many years-
because you were designed to carry not only your worries and strife
But the weight of the world on your back-
even if you have no man to hold help you stand
"You do it because you have to..."
Your instinct- your God-given nature-
And they wonder why you cry...
Why you are the way you are-
Not knowing that you are a gift-
a find that is rare- always will be--
And that knowing you-
is like knowing the ways of the Creator-
For he loved us enough to create us-
nurture us- guide us-
NO matter what we have become...
You have that same instinct--
We have been blessed,
all of us who have ever had a woman come into our lives-
To give birth to us, to nurture us, to raise us up,
supports us, guide us, protect us,
Feed us, clothe us, confide in us, cheat on us,
yell at us, fight with us, stand by us,
Marry us, laugh with us, cry with us, trust us,
make love to us, just to be in her presence-
No matter the reason- so- her day should as special as her creation...
No matter mother or childless--- She's the closest to heaven-
We will ever know as long as we walk the earth...
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