Prayers for a prodigal

Somewhere the poor mother of a prodigal cries, her eyes reddened and not seeing much at all,
For she’s seeing her child through the eyes of love not how the world sees it at all…
For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…O how this poor mother prays...


For every thief is some poor mother’s child,  he has captured her heart in love’s ransom-
Yet to her she still sees the child of her youth; but he’s stolen all of her dreams…
For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…O how this poor mother prays...


Desperately and frantically the murderer flees, yet from this one thing he can’t ever flee-
The love of his mother bowed in sorrow, bemoaning a love he can’t kill…
For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…O how this poor mother prays...


For every trembling junkie finally taking a fix there’s a hurting mother just wondering why
The life that she gave him just isn’t enough; and she bows her head slowly and cries…
For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…O how this poor mother prays.


The gavel thumps and the sentence is passed, she is ushered out as her son’s led away.
As tears flow down each side of her face she still finds the strength to pray…
For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…O how this poor mother prays.


So for every news article that you ever read of  kids that have gone their own way,
Remember that they have a mother who cares and lift her to God when you pray…
For somewhere the mother of a prodigal prays…O how this poor mother prays.

© Glenys Robyn Hicks

“Bear one another burdens and so fulfill the law of Christ” Galatians 6:2