Left To Mother
And so as to contingent plaintiff's skoal,
I registered defenses as to knoll,
no day dreams to combine, out of control,
observance of regret, no time to toll!
And so I spied tomorrow, wisdom's goal
forever, as God signing, here to foe.
My courage intertwining met the role
the Mother, left to pining, her extol!
The Mother, left refining risk of owe ~
the Mother, God's designing . . . of a soul!
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