God's was the best listening ear my mother knew !!

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"Oh, God, I want to live to see my babies grow up and get married," she prayed "Oh, God, standby my children while they are out of my shadow, " she prayed "Oh, God, protect my children from any bad disease," she prayed I could remember ... my mother only having "GOD" to support her in the task of bringing up her children This poem best discribes all mothers ; Any Woman by Katharine Tynan I am the pillars of the house; The keystone of the arch am I. Take me away, and roof and wall Would fall to ruin me utterly. I am the fire upon the hearth, I am the light of the good sun, I am the heat that warms the earth, Which else were colder than a stone. At me the children warm their hands; I am their light of love alive. Without me cold the hearthstone stands, Nor could the precious children thrive. I am the twist that holds together The children in its sacred ring, Their knot of love, from whose close tether No lost child goes a-wandering. I am the house from floor to roof, I deck the walls, the board I spread; I spin the curtains, warp and woof, And shake the down to be their bed. I am their wall against all danger, Their door against the wind and snow, Thou Whom a woman laid in a manger, Take me not till the children grow!