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The messy beds are finally made
The carpet's clean now too
For once the closet door will close
No underwears in view
She never gets awakened by
The sound of bouncing balls
Her nerves unfrayed by knuckleheads
Climbing up the walls
These are quiet, peaceful days
And she looks back with joy
At the men of faith she somehow raised
Through the chaos and the noise
And her heart's still filled with gratitude
Because God made the choice
For her to leave her mark on the world
As the mother of boys
At last the bedroom's neat and clean
The bathroom floor's not wet
And when she wants a piece of bread
The heel's not all she gets
She does miss the laundry
There's a lot less work to do
Those days seem like forever
Yet they flew by way too soon
These are quiet, peaceful days
And she looks back with joy
At the men of faith she somehow raised
Through the chaos and the noise
And her heart's still filled with gratitude
Because God made the choice
For her to leave her mark on the world
As the mother of boys
Though she dreamed of side bows and a dancing brown-eyed queen
Yet even if she could, she says, she wouldn't change a thing
And though her world's much different now than what it used to be
To her surprise she's come to find
The hills her favorite piece
These are quiet, peaceful days
And she looks back with joy
At the men of faith she somehow raised
Through the chaos and the noise
And her heart's still filled with gratitude
Because God made the choice
For her to leave her mark on the world
For her to leave her mark on the world
As the mother of boys