I remember the days
 my yearning ails
 eyes wonder
 my heart thunder
 beating the rhythmic silence
 of your memory.

 Oh! My mother
 how can I recall your face
 effaced
 sinking in shadowy images, drowned?

Your tender arms
wrapped me in childhood innocence
mother of tenderness
mother of simplicity
you exude with love
the most superb beauty
it melts the jubilation in my heart.

Mother dear
how I long for your tear
your eyes guides me
your tongue wisdom
your heart loves me
and your tender arms embrace
the rhythmic joys of my youth.

Rene

NB: A Happy Mother's Day to all the wonderful mothers out there.
        You bring into this world those who give it hope
        You bring into this world those that right its wrong
        You bring into this world the joys of inhabiting the earth
        your sons and daughters redeem its value
        making it a hospitable, peaceful and loving place.

        And there is nothing more you desire most
        than to see joy and happiness in every son and daugther
        and for this we are ever more grtaeful to all our mothers. .

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