To My Daughter

How much can a mother stand
My daughter asked of me
I remember the question well
Because i asked my Mom you see

And she would tell me I don't know
With a tearful look she'd say
I ask my God every day
And every night I pray

How much can a mother stand
When can our mind feel peace
When you turn it over totally
The pain within will cease

Often when I think of Mom
Some she'll surely know
How she helped me live my life
And taught me how to grow

How much can a mother stand
I wish she could see me now
For here I stand lifted up
And only God knows how

Book by Kathleen Higham

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