With much love in my soul I behold it
the silver I wear on my wrist...
a darling antique I gave to mother
captivating her heart with a gift,
a keepsake always top of her list.
A symbolic mother's day story
fills my world with heavenly glory;
thank you dear mother sweet and kind
for when you died the gift became mine
and forever & ever your memory will shine..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem