The dearest gifts that heaven
holds,
The very finest, too,
Were made into one pattern
That was perfect, sweet,
and true;
The Angels smiled, well-pleased,
and said:
Compared to all the others,
This pattern is so wonderful
Let's use it just for Mothers!
And through the years, a
Mother
Has been al that's sweet
and good
For there's one bit of God
and love,
In all true Motherhood.