Mothers, by 16-year-old Mabel

Mother is always ready,
And willing to do her part;
Her share and even more
For us does she impart.

Mother is always patient,
She listens to all our grief,
She comforts us when weary,
To her we go for relief.

Mother is always cheerful,
A home without her is bare.
And we who have a Mother,
Should guard her as treasure rare.

Are we always thoughtful of Mother,
Our dearest friend of all?
Do we try to make her happy,
Do we answer to her call?

Do we make her dear life brighter?
Vying always with one another,
To ease her daily burden?
Do we do enough for Mother?

— Mabel Law, Logan Utah, Age 16