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Mother Of Families

  

    

Mother of families please hear my prayer

   For all those fathers who cannot be there ,

To embrace their kids or be there with them

Or prevented access to their children  .

Mother of families , take home the stillborn

The sons and daughters and those that we mourn  .

For the miscarriages taken way

 Bless them and keep them I sincerely pray .

Mother of families restore today

proper ideals in the family way 

for mothers of all aborted babies

For protection of all our families .

Miraculous Mother send from above

The power strengthen  parental  love .

Bind together the looses ends and make whole

Each family member in body and soul .

By Paul McCann 

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Mother of Miracles

  

Mother of Miracles , Mother or tears.

Signs of your visits on earth reappears

in shrines and statues in homes and on hills

processions come looking for miracles .

Mother of the broken and afflicted

Mother of the hopeless and addicted

Mother of good help your undying love

Is always there but rarely spoken of .

Mother of miracles the human race.
need to pray and ask for pardon and grace ,

Queen of peace so many people love you  .

Bless those hearts who are devoted and true .

Mother of miracles I wonder why ,

Some don’t believe no matter how you try .

We see statues crying  and people come ,
and we witness the dancing of the sun .
 

Mary full of miracles we revere,
every message that you bring to us here  .
Mother of God we continue to pray,
that peace would return in the world today .

By Paul McCann  

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Mother Of The Streets

Mother Of The Streets

By Paul McCann     

Mother of the streets days turn into weeks .

Months turn into years as hope disappears .

Help those on the street .

In the snow and sleet .

They never complain

In the pouring rain .

Mother of the streets no one ever speaks

for any of them .

They’re little children .

They have no one there .

No Dad or mother .

All they have is you .

To help them pull through.

Mother of the streets they’re treated like freaks 

They’re abused .

Hated and isolated .

Their life is so sad .

All they’ve ever had ,

Is hardship and grief .

They don’t get relief .

Mother of the streets no one ever keeps

You from helping those with no food or clothes .

They’re left in a hole .

In body and soul .

The streets are so cold .

For the young and old .

Mother of the streets whatever completes 

An answer to prayer .

I ask you to care .

Sighing with a moan .  

Dying all alone .

Crying when they hurt .

Lying in the dirt .

Mother of the streets , we need to pray heaps .

Ease the weight under the cross that they bear .

Inside of your heart .

Give them a new start .

A place to call home .

Where they’re not alone . 

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