The Heart of a Mother
The heart of a mother Is as fragile as butterfly wings. The heart of a mother is always full of beautiful things... The purest love, so close to God that it is often confused for that of an angel’s, The sweetest voice that soothes your fears with its canticle, The kiss, sweet as honey.. The warmest hug that soothes away your misery... The sudden blessing of forgiveness After the sting of her scolding... The fresh fragrance of springtime after she gives you a bath.. The heart of a mother Shines brighter than the sun or morning star Which guides my path.. Oh, Mother, I wish to have your loving heart with me forever! Mary Gonzalez (c)2002Dedicated to my mother, Celia on her birthday with love. Written February 20th, 2002 © on Feb 20 2002 06:27 AM PST, Mary Aris 0 • 8
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