The mothers watch, She never closed her eyes in sleep, Till we were all in bed, On party nights till we came home, She often sat and read. We little thought about it then, When we were young and gay, How much mother worried, When we children were away. We only knew she never slept, When we were out all night, And that she waited just to know, That wed come home all right. Why - sometimes, when wed stay away- Till one, two or three, It seemed to us that mother heard, The turning of the key. For always when wed step inside, Shed call and wed reply. But we were all to young back then, To understand just why! Until the last one had returned, She always kept a light, For mother couldnt sleep until, Shed kissed us all goodnight. She had to know that we were safe, Before she went to rest; She seemed to think the world might harm, The ones she loved the best. And once she said, When you are grown, Into women and to men, Perhaps Ill sleep the whole night through- It may be different then. And so it seemed that night and day, We knew a mothers care That always when we got back home, Wed find her waiting there. Then came the night when we were called, Together round her bed- The children are all with you now, The kindly doctor said. And in her eyes there gleamed again, That old time tender light, That told us she had been waiting, Just to know we were all right. She smiled, the old familiar smile, And prayed to god to keep us safe- From harm throughout the years, And then she went to sleep. Author Unknown.
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 18:11:45 +0000
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