Not too old to remember the precious moments
In the sweetness of early childhood
Taking in the wonders of the tiny universe around me
The world's troubles not mine
Moving forward in the journey of life
In the warmth of gentle caring arms
Her eyes, words and touch connecting
Nurturing me with the taste of love
Mother, gone now some forty years
Never forgotten, loved all this time
Serene, in the enduring uniqueness
Of that life giving kind of love
But sadly I weep now for the
Broken hearts and suffering spirits
Of broken families denied
That special love and peace
Be not lost in the darkness, I pray
Reach rather, for the light of
The merciful grace of God
Whose Spirit is a prayerful breath away
For as exquisite as is
Mother's love
God is love,
Perfection personified
Amen
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