A Mother's Poem by Barbara Houston
The Mother That God Gave To Me!
She built a mountain with Strawberries,
and they still ask for it today.
She adopted me as her daughter,
and guided me on my way.
She told me so many things about the bible that I never heard,
Then she nurtured me and thought me, all she knew about Gods Holy word.
It seemed so often, I never had to ask,
she was always by my side no matter how hard the task.
I could write a book , that woman;
was she a saint!
Or, maybe draw her picture with the most beautiful colors of paint.
I just don’t know what to do but almighty God does,
He alone, only know how for she spread his love.
She had a walk when she was proud,
kind of a girlish like prance,
I see her doing it now; praising God with her special
Holy dance.