Our Mother Is Life Itself
Our mother is life itself...
her sweet cheerfulness
brings the spring' sunshine
in wintertime;
no meanness in her heart...
when days are unbearable
her smile shines so bright!
Our mother is life itself,
and to hurt her will be a shame...
We thank you,mother
for caring for us
since you gave us
our first breath...
to live our lives
on our first day!
We thank you,mother
for the honesty
and faith your words
have taught us,
be sure,dear mother
they will stay!
Our mother is life itself...
whose sorrow turns
to joy; she wipes out
the pain and understands!
Our mother is life itself...
she reminds us
of our weaknesses,
temptations,wrong desires;
our mother is life itself,
we turn to her each day!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2006
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