What A Mommy Sees
As a mommy looks down at a sleepy head
Snuggled up safe and secure in her bed
Blankey all wadded up in tiny fist
Curls on chubby cheeks that Mommy's just kissed...
What does she think the mommy of this one
As the day ends and the nighttime comes...
What does she see as she watches there
The precious little angel all covered with prayer...
What does a mommy see as she looks in the bed
And tousles the precious curls on that sleepy head?
How does she feel as she touches tiny fingers
And as over the crib she hovers and lingers?
What does a mommy think as she watches this child
All grown up and with radiant smile
Take strong confident steps to walk down the aisle...
Steps that turn her single life into that of a wife....
What does a mommy see as she watches with pride
The ceremony that transforms her child into bride?
Why a mommy sees the same thing that she sees tonight
Standing over your crib in the moonbeams so bright...
A mommy sees love all bundled up a blanket
And a million kisses and hugs through the years
Scenes of pure love and laughter
And joy so intense it brought tears.
A mommy 's heart is so special
And keeps track of each moment through the years
And sees love dressed in a bridal gown there at the altar
As her eyes are washed clean with her tears.
Thena
Smith
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