To A Gift on Mother’s Day
Through my eyes I see
A sanctum,
Where there are leaves to lead the way;
There the grass needs never cutting
And stays groomed everyday.
Through my eyes I see
A sanctum
That no one can take away.
And through my eyes I see a place
Where all the kids can play.
Through my eyes I see
A sanctum
Where all the days are years;
The mommies there will never age,
Nor will they cry a tear.
I think I’ll call this Mom’s Land,
For beyond its flowered wall,
The beauty matches only a mother’s
And that is the most beautiful of all.
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