In Prayers For My Mother
by Michael Doyle

My ex-wife recovers from surgery on this Mother's Day
I gave up the weekend she owed to show in some sort of way
That I wish her to recover and want my daughters to tend
To her over being paid back for another wrong on her end

As I spend this day alone, I find myself thinking about
All those things life has left in and what was left out
I wished when my mother knew her time was finished and done
That I might have pulled a miracle like some better son

Momma used to always make the time to pray
And stumbled into Jesus along her way
She wouldn't go to church because of things done
But she had a personal relationship with the Son

She taught me it was best to go and quietly pray
And to always keep the Lord present throughout my day
I've never known anyone more loving and brave
And she quietly taught me about the power that saves

I saw her go through a lot in her too-short a life
Keeping her grace despite life's struggle and strife
There were times she'd call on God to give her strength
And kept her composure and compassion throughout it's length

For those she encountered found just outside the door
She always showed love and compassion, sharing her more
Lord, how I miss my mother today, even though I know
That she's in Heaven spending time with you, I hope it shows

That her traces live on every day in her imperfect son
I look back with a tear and laugh at the things I've done
And on this Mother's Day, I go out looking at nature
As she had taught me and hope she'd be happy at how I matured

I find myself down the trail and pray on this Mothers Day
And hope I've done well with my precious daughters in my way
I still remember things momma said and the lessons she taught
And I live them my best, as she would have lovingly sought

(c) May 13, 2024   Michael Doyle
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