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MY MOTHER, by            
First Line: My mother, dear; most beautiful
Last Line: Where love binds you to me.
Subject(s): Aging; Mothers

My Mother, dear; Most Beautiful,
The graces which remain
Proclaim you were a dainty belle
And had a regal reign.

Your cheeks were just like apple-bloom --
All soft and luscious pink --
Your eyes were brown as hazel nuts,
Your hair . . . like night . . . I think.

Today, your locks are grey as moss
Festooning live-oak trees.
Though wrinkles line your gentle face,
You store rich memories

Within the Kingdoms of your Heart --
You gave to me its key --
So, there, I wander to and fro
Where Love binds you to me.

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