" NO ONE KNOWS BUT MOTHER "
We think of a mother's toil and care
Of the tasks that her hands did do
Of the furrows that crept o'er her brow once fair
Of the burdens and heartaches too
Ah, no one knows but Mother
They talk of her busy and humble days
The silent deeds with love were her ways
The younger were learning, hardships and trials, wisdom and God they would need
Ah, no one knew but Mother
There was never a task that to her God gave
When it was finished, a blessing He made
The hours in Prayer brought forth a Faith so complete
For wisdom her loved ones would grow to meet
Ah, no one knew
but Mother
At times her trials would vanish with joy but now we know
Our lives to her we had to show
Deeply hidden in her heart like no other
Ah, no one knew but Mother !!
By: Fran G © April 21, 2004
Revised and © May 2, 2007
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