Mothering Sunday Poem

A mothers’ love is deep and true,
A fountain overflowing;
It’s often selfless, caring too.
Her children flourish and are blessed;
Like flowers in a garden growing,
But we pray now for families split
And children that do not know this love;
For mothers who are tired and worn,
Alone and struggling, short of time.
There’s many a mother in this land
That really needs a helping hand.
They need patience, wisdom too.
We lift them all Dear Lord to you.  

Gill Kipps March 2007