by the way that you speak, i can see. <br />that you are as compassionate as can be. <br /> <br />you speak of your children with the <br />pride of a mother. <br /> <br />you talk about their aches and pains <br />and accomplishments they have gained. <br />in my mind i can see, you sitting with them nightly. <br /> <br />telling them of things that can be <br />if they put faith in the LORD above <br />and follow their dreams with compassion and love <br /> <br />through you i can see them <br />always there to help a friend. <br /> <br />you've taught them how to live with. <br />and how to live without. <br />of this there is no doubt. <br /> <br />you taught them that nothing in life is free <br />and that you must set a goal in your mind <br />and push yourself to reach that dream <br />and not stop until it's seen. <br /> <br />mothers pride can not compare <br />until a woman finally gets there.<br /><br />louis rams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mothers-pride-2/
