On the eighth day of creation,
once the Lord God had His rest,
He created what (in retrospect)
we call His very best.

This new species He named mothers.
Adam’s better-half with child.
Grace incarnate, strong yet tender.
An oasis in the wild.

And the Lord equipped this species
with a sixth sense and a heart
that can break, but keep on loving,
when sweet kids become quite tart.

Mothers see both front and backwards.
They survive on little sleep.
And when life may hurt them deeply,
you will rarely see them weep.

They persist though feel like quitting.
They forgive before they’re asked.
They deny themselves routinely
rarely sidelined by a task.

When the Lord created mothers,
it was hardly just a whim.
His main purpose was to emulate
the love we find in Him.