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Mothers Are The Sweetest
Author: Nick Gordon
Our mother is the sweetest and
Most delicate of all.
She knows more of paradise
Than angels can recall.
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She's not only beautiful
But passionately young,
Playful as a kid, yet wise
As one who has lived long.
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Her love is like the rush of life,
A bubbling, laughing spring
That runs through all like liquid light
And makes the mountains sing.
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And makes the meadows turn to flower
And trees to choicest fruit.
She is at once the field and bower
In which our hearts take root.
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She is at once the sea and shore,
Our freedom and our past.
With her we launch our daring ships
Yet keep the things that last.
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