Mothers
by Austin Jepson
May 6, 2016
Made from God’s most precious matter,
Like angels sent to bless the earth.
Mothers give us life and nurture,
Longed for us before our birth.
Mothers plead and beg and bargain,
To God above to hear their prayer.
Protect my children, Lord and Savior,
Keep them safe and always near.
We owe a debt to our dear mothers.
The price is not so very steep.
The best we can is all she asks for,
As Christ has said, Come follow me.
Soon our mothers are no more with us.
In paradise, they have their rest.
Mothers are as guardian angels,
Guiding, watching, loving best.
And a note to my own mother,
You’re the one I hold most dear.
I love you most and hold you sacred.
To you, I give my soul sincere.
Editor’s note (mom): https://jepsonfiles.com/2016/05/mothers-day/
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Melanie Walthall says
May 8, 2016 at 6:18 pmAustin, this is such a beautiful poem, even without knowing the background of the poet. But when you understand that background then this reduces me to tears. For both you and your angel mother who can now hear your voice.
Phyllis Krutsinger says
May 9, 2016 at 8:48 amAustin, I have to echo what Melanie said. This is a beautiful poem and I’m sure your angel mother is so very proud of you! Keep up the great writing. I love reading your posts. Thank you for sharing.
Austin Jepson says
May 18, 2016 at 2:46 pmYes. My mom is an angel. I’m glad you liked the poem.