Handful of Weeds

Four years old, with dirt on my face I’d been out in the backyard

pickin’ dandelions all day

I burst through the front door when I’d gathered enough

to give to my mom, to show her my love

when I held out my hands she looked down at me,

she said I’ve never seen flowers as beautiful as these

she’s the one who taught me about Jesus she’s the one who taught me to sing

 she deserves, an armful of roses but she’s satisfied with a handful of weeds

Now that I’m older and out on my own

 I wish I could find more time to make it back home

I could’ve done better, I know in my heart

than to scribble a note on a last-minute card

And then she calls on the phone and the first thing she says

 is I’ve read this card over and over again

she’s the one who taught me about Jesus she’s the one who taught me to sing

she deserves, an armful of roses but she’s satisfied with a handful of weeds

She’s always known what true love means

and I want her to know what she means to me!

she’s the one who taught me about Jesus she’s the one who taught me to sing

she deserves, an armful of roses but she’s satisfied with a handful of weeds

She’s more than satisfied, with a handful of weeds.

Happy Mother’s Day – may you all be blessed!  I am especially thinking of those who have recently lost their Mother’s.  And also of the Mother’s who are waiting on their ‘paper pregnancies’ to end and to hold their children in their arms.  Godspeed your adoption processes my friends!  I love you!

Sew a Fine Seam

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