Williams Gift

I always knew what I wanted to be. 

I think I knew it before I was three.

An aspiration not typical at all 

To a foreordained mission I was called.

I practiced with any chance that I could see

To rock and sing and nurse someone in need

I watched and carefully observed

The attributes I saw from those who served.

I was surprised that I felt so unworthy

when the doctor finally handed him to me

I had prepared but never quite understood

The precious charge that now before me stood.

In that moment life forever changed for me

I now saw Motherhood as a sacred duty.

A trust to teach him of gods eternal plan

And how great is the worth of the soul of a man

A destiny of worth and nobility.

A path that leads towards charity

To give your life, your energy and time

For someone else whom you know is Divine

Cinnamon's July

Nobility in Motherhood

There is a queen who wears a crown that shines;

Its jewels are sparkles in her children's eyes.

Her shoes were made to walk a thousand roads

To see her sons and daughters safely home.

Her robes were woven each day thread on thread

With acts of love and service as she lead.

Her fingers glitter with a diamond spray

Made from the glint of tears she's wiped away.

Her throat bears a cascade of priceless worth

Made of the times she heard her children's mirth.

Her left hand holds a book of truths she's lived

And taught and hopes her children honor give.           

Her right hand wields a sword to fight the dark

Lest demons on her loved ones make a mark.

Her countenance shines with a strength within

Born of the knowledge that with Christ she'll win.

At her side there is a king who is the One.       

He is her love, hero and paladin.

To be this woman's where my heart is bent,

To wear those robes, her gems, my ornament.

July's topic, (Dianne)

Nobility in motherhood,
Joy in womanhood

From the Relief Society theme.