This was a mother's day poem written for my Mom. I learned later in life that my Mom was a praying woman.

 MOMMA

 She's short in stature,
 And full of grace, 
 My Mom has an angelic face,
 She's always been there not saying
 to much,
 But in her eyes was a caring touch,
 She has a smile that would warm the sun,
 Yes, my Mom there will be only one,
 She has suffered much pain,
 But through it all, 
 She knew God was there standing tall,
 A prayer warrior I found her to be,
 When I was wild she was on bended knee,
 No doubts in her mind God would bring me 
 through,
 And on her face her eyes would show,
 What her heart already knew,
 All grown up, I now understand,
 Why she would rule with an iron hand,
 To keep safe and teach me more,
 She knew what the world had in store,
 I fought against her mighty small hand,
 But Mom took a firm, silent stand,
 She knew that God would bring me through,
 Her eyes spoke what her heart already knew,
 All grown up, we have become friends,
 And we will be that way until eternity ends,
 I'd give my life and she would too,
 Our Love for God has brought us through.      

  I LOVE YOU MOM

Written by Ruth Sadi El (formerly Wanda M. R. Garrett)