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Created on: May 11, 2008
Do you feel the sun,
break through the winter's hold?
That's a mother's love,
so delicate, yet bold.
It lives on through memories,
you carry in your smile.
It reaches every corner,
as you walk your earthly mile.
A mother's love is never gone
A mother's love lives on and on.
Though she's left for heaven's plains,
her pearls she's draped on you.
They're in your tears of longing,
and in your laughter too.
She's touching you right now,
as the sun lights up your face.
She's the soft voice inside you,
and cloak of night's embrace.
Feel her love rain on you,
Feel the softness of its dew.
She's every kind word you utter,
and the melodies in your mind.
she's the love that finds your heart,
just look and you will find...
You'll find her on the breeze,
that strokes your hair so light.
You'll sense her in the fragrance
of the coming of twilight.
A mother's love lives on
A mother's love - never gone.
And when your longing bursts,
let it flow down on you.
That's the grace of once being loved,
and the first bond that was true.
In the mirror she is there,
her legacy lives on.
The rest of her is with Jesus,
in Glory, on High - never gone!
Feel her wash away your tears
that close the parting years.
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