Thoughts Of A Mother

My son, it wasn't that long ago
That I rocked you in my arms
It seems like only yesterday
I held a baby with all it's charms

Now today, you're all grown up
And you're going off to war
Oh, I am so proud of you
Like so many times before

Son, this is a different kind of pride
For injustice you are fighting to defend
And all our prayer's will be with you
On that, you surely can depend

But my son, a mother still does worry
So forgive me if I just shed a tear
And each night I will say a special prayer
That God will bring you safely back here

by Lu Dube © 2003
used with permission