Mother...
When night did then soft vespers raise
To holy heights a herald,
Sad Earth farewell'd and gentle sighed
As her little rose took flight...
And the world was less the splendorous
Though Heaven grew the richer-
Unboundaried Love by Love well hailed
'Pon shining shores of Evermore...
Noble soul, take well thy rest
And deathless dance midst saints!
As dew-drowned eyes due tribute pay
At the whisper of Mother's name...
Copyright © Michael Grugan | Year Posted 2008
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