I think you know what I might say
At this nice time of Mothers’ Day!
Me Mum always takes care of me.
She takes care of my Family.
Me Mum she makes good food for me.
She also holds me tenderly.
Of course, she knows me very well.
If I don’t feel good, she can tell.
If I’m upset inside my heart,
She knows, to heal, she’ll play a part.
She knows so well when I can’t see
The path that would be best for me.
She’ll help me know, as best she can,
Just what to do and where and when.
She’ll sit with me and listen hard.
And then we will, both, pray to God.
We’ll ask His help for me to know
What way is best…He’ll always show
To make it easier for me
To see all things most truthfully.
We’ll also ask our heav’nly Mum,
With great trust, to pray for us some.
Sweet Mary is also our Queen
Of Heav’n and Earth and fields of green!
Our Lady, Mary, Jesus’ Mum,
Is where the greatest prayers come from.
We, wee folk, know from good St. Pat,
To love and care…she does all that!
Me Mum knows this, and tells me, too,
This is a gift for me and you!
I, Finney, know just what to do.
I’ll tell me Mum “I do love you!’
I also want to tell her, too,
How much I want to say thank you!
I am so glad we read today,
And please do not forget to say
“I love you, Mum,” in your own way,
And “Have a wonder-ful Mums’ Day!”
My prayers are always with you all,
God bless you from someone who’s small! (See Footnote #13)