Mother Mary

i've identified the longing,

i wrote about before,

i'm lonesome for my children,

who live far from my door.

I tried to call this afternoon,

i guess no one was free,

i wonder what they're doing,

and why they're not calling me.

it's tough to be a mother,

with my kids so far away,

sometimes i really miss them,

i'm not ashamed to say.

don't misunderstand me,

i'm happy they are grown,

and making their own choices,

and have lives of their own.

i know how much they love me,

but i'm still feeling blue,

a mother's heart feels love so deep,

and sometimes longing too.

knowing there are other moms,

riding this same boat,

gives me strength and courage,

to keep my heart afloat.

i think being a mother,

is God's most precious gift,

with Holy Week upon us,

i'm reflecting upon this.

for Mary felt more pain,

than i will ever know,

she loved her son so dearly,

and had to let him go.

i thank her for her sacrifice,

and reflect upon her part,

i know she understands my pain,

i feel hers in my heart.