Once somebody's child long ago, needs were met and he was
comforted with motherly love.
Now many years have passed and he no longer has a mother's
love on earth, for she has died and gone to heaven.
Reverently, eyes fall upon a sleeping form and linger
lovingly within this mind.
So like a child, he is, touching gently, shyly, all love
flows out to him.
Tender meaning, feeling, heart-warming, silently stealing
precious moments tucked away in pages of holy minds.
When remembering, bringing love always to it's conclusion,
as in loving another person through friendship is all-
revealing.
Tenderly sealing two hearts together, concealing nothing,
this friendship is nourished and eternally thrives, because
it has received many loving blessings from above.
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