My Mother Poem by Rue Palmer
My Mother
In strength and grace, a mother stand so tall,
her spirit, fierce, can weather any storm, with
wisdoms touch, she nurtures and reforms,
a beacon of love, she conquers all, her laughter
rings, a melody in the hall, in her embrace we
find our warmest norm, a muse of life, in every
form, in her we find the greatest thrall.
For she is my mother with God in her hearth
she was alway playing the part...
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