Mother's Eyes by Mary D.B.Hull What are the songs the mother sings? Of birds and flowers and pretty things; Baby lies in her arms and spies All his world in the mother's eyes. What are the tales the mother tells? Of gems and jewels and silver bells; Baby lies in her arms and spies All his wealth in the mother's eyes. What are the thoughts in the mother's mind? Of the gentle Saviour, loving and kind; Baby lies in her arms and spies All his heaven in the mother's eyes.
Thank you for the comments. I've been away for a while. Went through some stuff-well, still going through some, but the keyword is 'through':) When you go through fire, you're either purged and purified, or you're burned up. I am a precious stone in God's eyes, so I know that the fire is for my purification. Thanks for your prayers.
