Dearest Lord

This Mother’s Day

I have something

I’d like to pray

I ask that you

Would somehow take

The pain of what

I cannot make

And turn it into

Joy somehow

Change it to

A giant “wow”

I want to see

Want to believe

That someday I

Will really conceive

That dreams won’t be

Just dreams and hopes

And that I’ll make it

That I’ll cope

I yearn to hold

Those baby hands

See little feet

Run through the sand

I yearn to see

Crayon on the wall

Marking when

They’ve grown so tall

I yearn to be

A mom someday

So until then

I try to pray

And give you all

My fears and doubts

Hoping somehow

You’ll work it out

*Written 5/12/2019