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A Mother's Tears
A mother cries today,
She has given birth to a beautiful baby boy.
This is her first child,
She is shedding tears of joy.
The years have gone by quickly,
And her baby is now a man.
She loves him very deeply,
As only a mother can.
A mother cries today,
As her son goes off to war.
She can't believe this is happening,
It was just yesterday when she watched him playing on the kitchen floor.
She begins to remember the days,
When he was just a child.
How she would sing him to sleep each night,
Just to see him smile.
She was the one who wiped away his tears,
And bandaged his scrapped knees.
She loved to watch him play ball,
And worried when he climbed trees.
The first day of school she cried,
just as she did the day he graduated.
For all these years she cared for him the best way she knew how,
And now he is going off to the Air Force,
Who is going to care for him now.
Who is going to wipe away his tears,
And ease all his fears?
Who is going to sing him to sleep at night,
And who will hold him tight?
A mother cries today,
As her son goes off to war.
He tells her not to worry.
But she says,
"That's what Mothers are for."
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