The Mother of the Prodigal Son

This poem is dedicated to all the mothers who have lost and wayward children. Don't lose your faith in God who can bring them back to the fold.

Where is the mother of the prodigal son
On that day so long ago?
What were her thoughts
And what were her fears
As she watched him turn to go?

How many times in the dark of night
Did the tears slide down her face?
Did she get out of bed
And fall on her knees,
Just to pray that her boy was safe?

How were the days when she did not know
Was he alive? Was he warm? Was he well?
Who were his friends?
And where did he sleep?
Was there anyone there she could tell?

But, oh, on that day

when she looked down the road
As she had looked since her son went away,
Did love unspeakable flood her soul?
Did she cry?
What did she say?

I think when the father had welcomed their son
And the boy had greeted his brother,
That the servants made a path
For him to enter the door
And the waiting arms of his mother.

Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray,
and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.
Ps 55:17

Thank you for sharing the poem. I had never thought of the mother in the story. God Bless :)

Again, thank you for such a thoughtful writing.

thank you for sharing
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beautiful. i shall never think of the story quite the same! Bless you for sharing

I must have thought about this post before bed last night, but when I woke this morning, I thought immediatly of ALL the mothers biblically & in history who have had to go through so much emotion for their children. Eve, she had 2 sons & one murdered the other. Twins who fight over the affection of their parents. Eli the priest must have had a wife to birth those 2 sons of his that died the same day as Eli. Rahab's mom David's mom Saul's mom Solomon's mom. It would make a great study, or book. But, for now I just want to think about them the next time I pick up my Bible, or hear the news, or read a historical account. What a thought. Just had to share it! Thanks.