A MOTHER'S HUG
by Susan Brewer
A child sits at his window
Watching storm clouds in the sky
Knowing that he's frightened
Not really knowing why
Maybe it’s the thunder
Could be it’s the rain
Maybe it’s the lightning
Mirrored on the window pane
But it really doesn’t matter
What fears the day may bring
If you’re safe and snug in a mother’s hug
You can face most anything
So soon the smiles of childhood
Turn Into teenage frowns
It seems so much of growing up
Consists of falling down
And through those painful middle years
I soon would come to know
The kind of pain that hurts the most
Is the kind that doesn’t show
Now children do get older
But a child they still remain
Childish fears of darkness
Give way to worldly pain
Maybe it’s the sadness
When you lose someone you know
Maybe it’s the grief that comes
From reaping what you sow
But it really doesn’t matter
What fears the day may bring
When you’re safe and snug in a mother’s hug
You can face most anything
Now I still look out those windows
At storm clouds in the sky
At hopes and fears and joys and tears
Of many years gone by
And I'm thankful for the blessing
Of allowing me to be
The one who gives the comfort
When my children come to me
Cause it really doesn't matter
What fears the day may bring
When you’'re safe and snug in a mother’s hug
You can face most anything...
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