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His Mother's Love

A boy is born
The angels sing
His mother's love means everything
Her soft, gentle touch is all he knows
It starts with the counting of fingers and toes

The young child grows
By days and weeks
His mother's love is all he seeks
Her soothing voice is all he hears
Quickly calming his earliest fears

First steps, first words
Two, three, then four
His mother's love shapes him at his core

She gives to him all that she can
And walks him to school while holding his hand

He ties his shoes
And runs outside
A bat to swing, a bike to ride
She watches, amazed, as he plays
Quietly reflecting on his earliest days

First loves, first hates
Seven, eight, nine
His mother's words serve as his guide
Giving him lessons on kindness and sharing
Generosity, honesty, fairness, and caring

He grabs his books
Races down the street
Fading footsteps, friends to meet
She walks to the door to see him go
But sees just his footprints in the snow

A child no more
Ten, eleven, twelve
But still he needs his mother's help
The future, she knows, brings new complications
She faithfully preps him for those situations

First date, first dance
The years roll by
Sometimes all a mom can do is sigh
She instills purpose and direction
And, once in a while, much needed correction

He grabs the keys
His friends arrive
A movie to see, a car to drive
She smiles brightly as he drives away
Picturing the man he'll be someday

Last day of school
Graduation
He's the one getting the adulation
But deep down inside he knows it's true
His mother's love helped pull him through

He packs his stuff
Seems so mature
Eighteen years went by like a blur
She's unaware, but he's feeling down
How would life be without mom around?

A man leaves home
The angels sing
His mother's love means everything
Through the years, as time goes by
His mother's love is still deep inside
Through the years, as far as time goes
It starts with the counting of fingers and toes

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