Our Mother

 

Mother-in-law they say, and yet

somehow I simply can't forget

'twas you who watched his baby ways

who taught him his first hymn of praise;

who smiled on him with living pride

when he first toddled by your side

"Mother-in-law" but oh 'twas you

who taught him to be kind and true;

when he was tired, almost asleep,

'twas to your arms he used to creep;

and when he bruised his tiny knee,

'twas you who kissed it tenderly

"Mother-in-law" they say, and yet,

somehow I never shall forget

how very much I owe

to you, who taught him how to grow.

You trained your son to look above,

you made him the man I love;

and so I think of that today.

Ah! Then with thankful heart I'll say

"Our Mother"