Friday 12 April 2013

With Thee Mother



For the bliss in the morn
For the shadows at night
Would not hope be torn
For thee is so bright

In ways that I abide
Enlighten me by my side
With thee His bride
In thee shalt I hide

Mother do stay with me
For I dread of see
Thou hast known fear
That came in dear

In thine most gentle hands
Shalt I find some light
Forever till it ends
Then see thee in a bright

Leave not this night
For this thine child
Chanting "Ave"
Seeking love

Sketch of shadows scares
But in thine hand’s care
Fear not will this child
For thee is so mild

-12 Feb 06-

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