A Mother’s Boundless Love

For Mother’s Day

When morning’s glow o’er hills did break,

A mother stirred, her heart awake—

No shade could dim her radiant calm,

She walked where love is nature’s psalm.

O dearest mother, font of grace,

Thy warmth my soul’s eternal place—

Thy breath, like winds o’er meadows free,

Enwraps my heart in ecstasy.

From thee, my joys in fullness spring,

A bloom of lov…