Do You Love Me?

“Do you love me?”, little Joe asked his mother.

She smiled warmly, but spoke not word another.

She parted his hair and buttoned his shirt with care,

And prepared her son for the day with a silent prayer.

With a healthy lunch and the school bag at the ready,

Waved him off to school with nothing to brag already.

“Do you love me?”, little Joe asked his mother.

She smiled warmly, but spoke not word another.

Little Joe fell down and bruised a knee that evening,

Came running to his mother, weaning and whining.

She carried him in her arms, and took him aside,

Bandaged his wound, her heart pounding inside.

“Do you love me?”, little Joe asked his mother.

She smiled warmly, but spoke not word another.

Exclaimed his mother as they sat for dinner,

“Eat, my baby, for you are getting leaner!”

Morning came, and she woke him with a kiss,

How could such tender love little Joe ever miss?

“Do you love me?”, little Joe need not ask his mother,

For her sweet compassion need not word another.

Her love speaks in a million little ways…quietly.

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