Mothers are like teabags,
We are powerful to soothe.
Our children give us reason to brag,
From their birth right through their youth.
And just like a cup of tea,
Our strength is found when fully brewed,
It's what makes our spirit free,
And it affects our every mood.
So let's be proud of the job we've done.
For our wisdom is our treasure,
Our patience and our caring love,
Are endless beyond measure.
So let's rest our feet and drink a cup,
As we reflect on the mother we are,
For when our job as mother is up,
God will surely award us a Gold Star!
Samantha Wallace
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mothers-are-like-teabags/
