0508B A MOTHER’S DAY IS NEVER DONE (SONG OF THE WEEK)

A MOTHER'S DAY IS NEVER DONE (About 30 years ago, Ellen came upon a phrase that said children bind a mother's feet, and as a young mother, she resonated with the wording. We also knew--and know--of situations where the simplicity of mothering gets clouded with children as they grow older and break loose. So I wrote this poem, and, of course, turned it into a song. May it encourage mothers and all caregivers on this Mother's Day.)

A Mother's Day is never done

It hardly ends and it's begun

From goodnight kiss to nighttime fears

It's Mommy's love that drives away the tears

The endless chores will always come

To keep a house and make it home

It's all within her duty line

No clock to punch no log of overtime

 

She bears with joy these childish things

That bind her feet to give them wings

But seasons change and children grow

From little babes to rebel fools

They leave behind their crystal eyes

To fall and fail and tell their lies

She bears again these willful teens

Who break her heart and steal her dreams

 

And when they're grown, they're binding still

With grownup needs and grownup wills

For children once are children yet

And mothers never can or will forget

 

So tell me mothers young and old

If you could change your story told

If you felt then what you feel now

Would you still make the choice you made somehow

To bear again these troubled years

To pay the price to shed the tears?

 

Just ask the Father up above

If life is worth the price of love