THE WEB

Mother

wipes the tears
spends her years at bedside
tenderly kissing precious ones brow

Only

she sets the heart
to rest, showing patience
laying young ones head at breast
encircling them in warmth of infinite love

Tender
Hopeful
E ndearing
Rose

 

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