My mother carried me then gave birth ,
in a hospital on planet earth .

Tough times everyone was going through .
She accepted all she had to do .
In the tiny house where we did dwell , she raised five children and worked as well .
I never heard her complain at all ,even when her back was to the wall .
She saw me crawling before I walked and heard me screaming before I talked .

She encouraged me to keep trying .
She loved us all there’s no denying .
She was honest and she spoke the truth .
She had faith and we were all the proof ,
of God’s existence in all we do .

We all shared what she was going through .
We learned to survive with nothing at all ,
but we were happy and we stood tall .

Some mothers can be part of a crowd .

We had a mother who did us proud .


By Paul McCann