A Mother at Prayer



And while she darns the children's socks,
She prays for little stumbling feet;
Each folded pair within its box
Fits faith's bright sandals, sure and fleet.


                    While washing out, with mother pains,
                    Small, dusty suits, and frocks, and slips,
                    She prays that God may cleanse the stains
                    From little hands, and hearts, and lips.


And when she breaks the fragrant bread,
Or pours a portion in each cup,
For grace to keep their spirits fed
Her mother-heart is lifted up.


                    O busy ones, whose souls grow faint
                    Whose tasks seem longer than the day
                    It doesn't take a cloistered saint
                    To find a little time to pray.



Ruby Tobias



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