Mother's Day,2010 - Poem by Maurice Harris
From the moment of your cogitation in their own mind,
They lovingly guide thee, providing thee 'sight' whence 'blind';
There is no greater love than that of a Mother,
They-an aeonian endow, more mighty than any other!
Covet them always, they are Angels within our sight;
A proffer as this-we must pray its lasting each and every night!
Ever vigilant are they-our's, their foremost concern-
Alas, I lament there is but one day set aside as their turn!
Our first and constant teacher, our friend and confidant-
Their love and guidance is most particularly puissant!
Their tasking knows not bound-they are everything, for everyone;
It comes as a surprise they find sleep, as their work is never done!
Whether a Mother is your's or one with which you are intimately familiar,
We are all always under the loving watch of their maternal tutelar!
Maurice Harris,7 May 2010
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