'Why are you crying', I asked my Mum?

'Because I'm a mother', She told me.

'I don't understand', I said.

My Mum just hugged me and said, 'You never will'.

Later I asked my Father why Mother's seemed to cry.

'All Mothers cry for no reason' was all he could say.

I grew up and became a woman, still wondering why

Mothers cry.

One Night I had a dream,

In my dream, I called God on my telephone.

When God came to the phone I asked,

'God why do Mothers cry so easily?'

God answered me, 'My daughter, you see, when I made

mothers, I knew they had to be special, I made their shoulders

strong enough to carry the weight of the world,

yet gentle enough to give comfort. I gave them inner strength

to endure childbirth and the rejection

that many times come from their children and mates.

I gave them a hardiness that allows them to keep going

when everybody else gives up, and to take care of their families

through sickness and fatigue without complaining.

I gave them the sensitivity to love their children under

all circumstances, even when their child has hurt

them very badly. This same sensitivity helps

them to make a child's boo-hoo feel better,

and helps them share a teenager's anxieties and fears,

I gave them a tear to shed. It's theirs, exclusively,

to use whenever needed. It's their only weakness.

It is a tear for Mankind.

A Mothers Tear