The loving hands of momma
reach out to hold her son
the miracle at birth
love without a word

They look into each others eyes
different reasons why they cry
this love without a word
will be a love that never dies

bundled in his blankets
wondering what he hears
his mother seems so happy
yet look at all those tears

too young to say I love you
to young to stand and walk
the mother waits so patiently
for the first time he will talk

she talks to him
by the things she does
in a way he understands
rocking him to sleep
cllinging to his little hands

She wonders if he's dreaming
as his eyes are closing tight
then whispers in his tiny ear
kissing him goodnight

when he wakes up in the morning
he'll try so hard to speak
but just because there's silence
doesn't mean that love is weak