Motherly Soul
The sweet Soul of a mother is the sweet
smell of Love made from the singing
of birds in the sky.
She holds her little one close to her heart;
and when the precious listens to her heartbeat,
it relaxes and is calm.
Night falls; she rocks her innocent back and forth,
as he is in her arms; arms like a big beautiful bow
around a presnt--a presnt that is Life.
Morning comes and through the sweet song of
little blue birds, the lil' babe awakes. It awakes to
the sight of his only hope and love; his Mother.
Motherhood, such a sweet and loving Soul. A sweet Soul
that is forever in her young one's heart that lives
through her at every breathing moment of existence.
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