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As I watch you slumber and slave In the kitchen I have visions of my Own mother at work With hands of faith And consistency She carried on the fight To provide for the family I would come home And dinner would be ready And her voice Because the sound of love I have been waiting to feel When I returned home From the world’s cares As I watch you leave To go to work I have visions of my own mother Going to her job She cleaned house Cooked breakfast And make sure everything Was situated Before the beginning of her day Then she is off to work Working diligently And faithfully To the best of her ability She made everyday count As a blessing unto the Lord She knew how to keep on going Even when she didn’t want to As I watch you work Around the house I have visions Of my own mother cleaning Just because the day Is done at work Doesn’t mean the day is over with She cleaned the house Washed the clothes Cooked and tended to the kids Just like an ordinary mother does Then when I came home Everything was clean The food smelled wonderful And I was being loved She knew how to make Everything bright Even when the Word Brought me down daily I have someone to love me To come home to Yes, I’m truly blessed of the Lord Why am I comparing you to my own mother? Because when I’m not there With my mother You are that mother So on this glorious New Year Take a break Take a chill pill (As we young people like to say) Enjoy you time of (Even though it’s short) For this is a sign that soon You will enter into a season of rest Now that you worked hard Let someone else work hard for you Thanks for everything! I love you very much! |
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