The Saint Mother Ofstreet Poem by jodlizbeth dominic

Mother of the poorAnd suffering people
Children orphanSacrificed for them Not an easy thing asSaying by the tongueMother leaved butNot leavedlikeus She shared simplyThe love of her GodCare without expect Love greater than Self love to sacrificeLooked with mercy To touch and heal Dirty hands madeHandsome by herShe walked along The path to see friendsWho have no friends Gave up by the dearsHaven't food for live No dresses to change Body filled with wounds And diseases damages Act as an angel of earth A friend in need always
Felt that God sent her Helps and services Everyurgedweak Mother gave moreAnd more loveMay not be possible
For a naturalhuman Yes, she made possibleAn impossible serviceOf self forgotten love Which was awardedBy the heaven andThe world learnedThe real and true love Such as the creator's
Allin brotherhood here
Even crestand trough With a smiling faceAndemerging rays of An attractive light in Darkness and fearAlso in loneliness helplessBecame the mother of all
Mother Theresa, call charity
Blossomed facegave reliefRelax altogether for humaneBloomed hands full of graceFootprintsspread peace The saint mother ofstreet
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-jokudengpoms2020
jodlizbeth, dominic