by sack
A wonderful thought
for us to share;
as Saldne comforts
her precious seedling.
With Mother's love, life will prevail.
{Hey Mom - come Prom time - you're on your own!}
The kind of poem that warms the soul.
Thanks!
Curiouswife
Sack, your stuff always is. You do have a way of putting the right words together to make a person feel exactly what you want them to feel.
Such a delicate way with words that distills their essense for each reader's own private enjoyment. A Jewel!