Of basking in the glow of a magnificent soul who is her mother.
© Nicole S. Stahl
Oh! If ever the Lord fashioned a Masterpiece so lovely and bright!
Her eyes reflect the Light of the World!
So tender, her compassionate heart pulses with true, deep love that springs from an immortal ocean.
Her ears, attentive to your heart-speak, her lips serve the message of truth sweetened with love.
So generously giving and selfless, her strong hands daily create works of beauty and nourishment feeding body and soul of all those in her care.
So fun-loving and joyful, her child-like laughter echoes through the plain hall of days saturating, transforming--rooftop to foundation--'til a vast spectrum of hues vibrates the years with heart joy!
So precious, beyond value, her delicate, beautiful soul softly, steadily sings the glorious light of who she truly is; illuminating only to the careful seers, the many marvelous facets of her unique beauty and unending mystery.
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