Mothers word

A mothers word. Softly spoken but always heard

A fresh cotton smell in warmth right here

The mother’s touch in heart so clear

Flowers that turn to the mid day sun

A past life gone a new one begun

There will never be much more than this

A mothers love is filled with bliss

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