No medals for mother…

401 No medals for Mother Her cares are many her tasks beyond number. Every hour, every minute She is on duty— She sees the children off to school She makes the meals She makes the beds— and the planes! Sees to the laundry and the lathe. Fills the shell— and the shopping basket, a tiring business these days. Cuts sandwiches for her man going on night duty— and wakes at once if her child cries in the night. Tired yet tireless, She holds the fort of the family; the citadel of the hearth. She has no medals, only the pride of working and striving beside her menfolk in a great enterprise— to save the homes and the children of all the world.