A Song To My Mother

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Humming softly as you gently



rock me in my crib; a sweet tune



of a cherub's heavenly tone



in harmonious melody of



a song celestial and divine.



Sweetly whispering low my name



as you lay me to slumber in



my crib of infantile sweet dream



while the angels watch over me.



Your own cherubic voice fills me



with music ingrained in my soul



that deepens my longing for you;



the music of love and kindness



etched in memory of my youth.



I need your compassion to guide



me through the storms of strifes' beguile;



a life full of tempests and woes.



hum, sing, whisper the music of



an angel heavenly divine.





~greenmeadow~

2/17/2006


Author's Notes/Comments: 

~written on my late Mother's 85th Birthday~

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