For all the women in the world this picture shows it best,
For in the arms of Jesus is the baby we'll be blessed.
Although we couldn't bare a child our day will finally come,
And tears of joy will fill our eyes for each and everyone.
We tried so hard to have a child and wondered what went wrong,
But in our heart and in our minds we knew we must be strong.
To have the blessing of a child is far beyond compare,
For there are so many women that never really care.
They give them up or sell them to whoever pays the bill,
They never show a sign of love,
I guess they never will.
I know I've had a thousand dreams if only they'd come true,
For I've held my baby in my arms and watched her giggle and coo.
Then I awaken to a sound and look around and see,
There's nothing in these arms of mine, they're empty as can be.
We're always known as second best since we can't have our own,
But little children come to us they feel our need is strong.
A little child can understand and see right in our eyes,
The wish of motherhood is there of this we can't deny.
When others know not what is wrong bring forth the little child,
To open up the hearts and minds and bring forth a little smile.
So worry not about the child that you can't call your own,
For God has made a place for us and when he calls us home,
We'll have a baby of our own to cuddle and take care,
To love and hold and cherish with tender loving care.
To hold and rock to sleep at night and never to feel pain,
We'll have the best of everything and our baby will have a name.
A name we've picked from years gone by and never thought we'd use,
But with the miracle of God above we finally get to choose.
So close your eyes and think of me and someday soon you'll see,
This woman is now a mother and happy as can be.