A mother's child is every breath she takes,
walking hand in hand, he's every step she makes.
And as his steps will grow to strides,
still a child, in mother's eyes.
Every ache and pain he feels,
mother will share and with love will kneel.
She'll pray to God to take care of her child,
to protect and guide him through every mile.
Her child is the very core of her soul,
from baby in arms to a man he will grow.
But to a mother, her child will stay,
the precious gift she held that day.
~ author unknown