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The Eyes of Mom
Her eyes, blue pearls that soothed my soul, Held me fast and bejeweled maternity. By her gaze of love, my worth took hold And a bond was born for eternity. The light when she smiled, oh the glow And the stern, loving look of correction. These led me through highs and lows And gave my life strength and direction. Dear mother, you beamed sincerity In little shrugs or when you waved. In joy, happiness, grieving and piety Your eyes, in honest expressions played. Something transcendent in me raves And longs for the vision of when In heaven, revived to see your gaze My life will be whole again. Precious few eyes have looked at me With the God-given sparkle as yours That could vaporize all despondency And inspire the greatest of metaphors. Friend, if you can, gaze again in her eyes And embrace the moments you're left with. Too soon her eyes will close where she lies And the gift of her gaze, will exit.
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