Sunday, May 07, 2006


The desolation and terror of, for the first time, realizing that
the mother can lose you, or you her, and your own abysmal
loneliness and helplessness without her.

The tie which links mother and child is of such pure
and immaculate strength as to be never violated.
I miss thee, my Mother! Thy image is stillThe deepest
impressed on my heart.

A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters
may become inveterate enemies, husbands may
desert their wives, wives their husbands.

But a mother's love endures through all.
The mother is queen of that realm and sways
a scepter more potent than that of kings or priests.

Mothers are fonder than fathers of their children
because they are more certain they are their own.

A mother always has to think twice, once for herself
and once for her child.Mothers most of all,
who carry the key of our souls in their bosoms.

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