We are the Change

We Are the Change

We can be the change that the world now needs

We should be the ones to plant kindness like a seed

Into the wounded so their hearts will not bleed

We must love the child when love is what they need

 

We can be the ones to show them right from wrong

By our own actions for them to reflect on

Our past reveals our flaws; but the past is gone

Our future is where our true greatness belongs

 

We must show that love is more than just a word

God is not dead is the message that must be heard

Show kindness, hope, faith, tolerance and freedom

These are the actions to get to God’s Kingdom

Happy Mother’s Day

Let me start by saying that being a mother has to be the hardest and possibly the most thankless job in the world.

Just take a look at what the average mom will go through in the 6570 days (18 years) until her brood finally leaves home. But can she rest then…No. Then her work really starts after they return home with grandchildren.

Meals cooked – 3 times per day @ 60 minutes per meal = 821.25 Days

Dishes washed – being conservative to say once a day for 30 minutes = 136.875 days

Laundry – once per week @ 6 hours = 234.65 days

Grocery Shopping – once per week @ 3 hours 117.32 days

Being a doctor to colds, mumps, measles, teenage depression, husband’s bad day at work…etc. – 273.75 days

Sleep – 6 hours per night if she is lucky – 1642.5

Cleaning up the mess around the house – Vacuuming, dusting, mopping, picking up dirty underwear stuffed under the kid’s bed. – 547.5 days

That works out to be 3773.84 Days

That leaves 2796 days or (DRUM ROLL PLEASE)

2.39 hours per day… to work her full time job of 40 hours a week

So this is for you dear mother

 

Mother

You are the strength and determination

That keeps the gears of life greased

With your inspiration

You are the compassion, the forgiveness

The hope, the love

The dreams fulfilled

You are the safe haven

Those happy memories

The joy, the life, the beginning

You are the sleepless, scared and scarred

The comforter of the sick and week

You are without complaint

You are

Mother

 

Jerry Brotherton

The Backyard Poet

http://www.thebackyardpoet.com

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