My Children

Watching over all I see
Strong and firm I surely seem
To those who see my steady light
And think I'm up for any fight
Yet years of storms and keeping watch
Have weakened me and I have sought
Support from all the battles fought

Tired now, I'm blessed to find
Within my own strength multiplied
My children I have watched and warned
Protect me now from bitter storms
Supporting me on every side
My weathered cracks I do not hide
Relinquishing my foolish pride
grateful to have them by my side.

Thank you,
Mom