Love Poem: A Mothers Love
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Written by: Rick Howarth

A Mothers Love

I feel her love and know its there,
often I've recognised the care,
no words, no kiss, no touching hand
nor shadow cast where she might stand.
Was once the infant in her arms
protected from a war of harm,
yet fate for us a drama wrote
when death, impatient, young life smote.

Her memory abated storms,
guiding through reefs of life’s alarm,
so in old ages eve of night
I sense her courage dull the fright.