Oh, Mother
The moon is very full tonight it has a hazy hue,
With all the water in my eyes, yet no cloud is in view,
I want the rain to fall tonight as I walk from this place,
To blend with all the tears which fall so freely on my face.
Our mother lays and looks at me with love within her eyes,
She captures every moment, and with all her being she tries-
To tell me that she loves us all for this is why she lives,
As frail she is; without restraint her love to all she gives.
Oh mother, sweet, sweet mother “We are strong because of you!”
“We are here, we’ll never leave and we will see you through.”
I tell her that it is alright to leave and take her rest.
For she has lived a life of love and for this she is blessed.
"But one more thing that you must know", I look into her eyes,
"This is just a beginning; there are no final goodbyes"
"For we will be together with you; this is what I know"
"And hand in hand we'll walk together, and our love will grow"
She smiled a simple smile and with her all pervasive grace,
The tenderness of motherhood was clear upon her face,
It felt as Heaven opened doors to share in our release,
As many angels hovering here would come to give us peace.
"But one more thing that you must know", I look into her eyes,
"This is just a beginning; there are no final goodbyes"
"For we will be together with you; this is what I know"
"And hand in hand we'll walk together, and our love will grow"
She smiled a simple smile and with her all pervasive grace,
The tenderness of motherhood was clear upon her face,
It felt as Heaven opened doors to share in our release,
As many angels hovering here would come to give us peace.
Peter Lowell Paulson
October 23, 2010
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