(It was my first mother's day and I loved the feeling.)
May 8, 2011
God took the fragrance
Of a flower
The majesty of a tree
The gentleness of morning dew
The calm of a quiet sea
The beauty of the twilight hour
The soul of a starry night
The laughter of a rippling brook
The grace of a bird in flight
Then God fashioned from these things
A creation like no other,
And when his masterpiece was through
He called it simply - Mother.
Herbert Farnham
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