A Mothers' Love J oy, joy, joy, a baby boy is born. O h how small, could fit into a coffee pot. H ow doctors said he would not survive, but N o, said the Mother, my child will survive. A nd with loving hands and determination, T he baby boy grew and grew. H ow patient she was, as she bathe him with cotton balls, And heard the pin like sound that was his cry. N ow that is called... A Mothers' Love. Time went hy with faith on its talc, and W ith the grace of God and the love and prayer of the Mother I t is amazing and a blessing the hahy boy is now a man. Lrc presented him some difliculties and challenges, hut the Lwc fiom family, and e