
MOTHER
by Beulah Marie Starr
When Jesus decided to send me
from Heaven's skies of blue
He searched the wide world over
for a woman, kind and true.
Someone who'd love me always
Someone to keep me spotlessly new,
one who would really love me...
just any mother wouldn't do.
Then at last Jesus found one
who was as good as could be.
She had been waiting, yes, longing
for a baby just like me.
So, He wrapped me in a fluffy cloud,
tied in ribbons pink and blue,
then slid me down the rainbow,
Mom, to earth to meet you.