With the strength of ten men as an army of one
We were created to carry daughters and sons
With the breath of God, we were spoken into existence
Fearfully and wonderfully made like Abba, it’s no coincidence
Built ford tough to be fruitful and multiply
Anointed to replenish the earth and wipe the tears from the world’s eyes
Hands calloused, fingers tired, wounded, and weary
No sleep, babies gotta eat, trying to think clearly
Working job after job just to make a dollar
Laboring twice as hard as our male counterparts
Breaking the bias because our greatness is a threat
Here by design, one of a kind, always got your back
We are the expression of God in human flesh
Clothed in power, strength, wisdom, and righteousness
Mothers are the gift that keeps on giving when there’s nothing left
Overcoming every obstacle until our very last breath
Mother, mother, your presence is a gift to all
Thank you for your sacrifice and for catching us when we fall
Our children shall rise up and call us blessed
Because we’ve made it through every storm and every test
Bold as a lion with a heart of gold
A Mother’s love is food for the soul
From Monique Duell