The Precious Infant

A mother's child is every breath that she takes,

walking hand in hand, they are every step that she makes.



And as their steps will grow to strides,

still a child, in mother's eyes.



Every ache and pain they shall feel,

mother will share and with love she will kneel.



She will pray to God to take care of her child,

to protect and guide them through every mile.



Her child is the very core of her soul,

from baby in arms to an adult they will grow.



For to a mother, her child will stay,

the precious infant she held that day