Softly the Hand of a Mother

Softly the Hand of a Mother Softly the hand of a mother touches with a smoothness deep Love, pure love like no other dark clouds make me weep Wetness washes my face her grace sets life aglow No time, no other place will replace the her I know Soft sails on a crystal lake sunny morns dancing in time Beauty none can ever fake melody within a perfect rhyme Softly her shadow stays me words , memories give joy Losing her soon slays me yet again her lost little boy...... Robert J. Lindley, 11-06-2014 Note: Recently mother was thought to be passing on but pulled thru. She is as tough as nails. Yet as soft as silk. A strange ability, unique quality but mothers the world over seem to share that. My first submitted write since my break. Composed tonight and I hope it inspires others to appreciate the love that mothers give so very unselfishly..