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…
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