The day approaches in which to give thanks
To the one who gave me nuture
And into the world – me carried
You were the very dawn of my life,
Who cared and cuddled
And for me did shed tears
And in my tender years held me close
Your heartbeat in my trusting ears
You were the full moon of my fledgling days
And though by others – as I grew –
My affections were thereby eclipsed
But you remain forever my mother
The measure of all women
Whose orbit I shall never forsake
Padre
The paint chip words and phrases that I used: dawn, heartbeat, full moon.
Padre's Ramblings 