Poppies
Painted by:
patchergirl

Gentle Love

Who was it that guided me,
and gave a helping hand?
First to crawl
and then to stand. Who was it that was there
to ease away my fears?
With a gentle loving hand
brushed away my tears. Who was it that held me,
through the long of night?
Who made everything better,
by the morning light. Who took the time to listen
with a sympathetic ear,
and tell me things in gentle ways
what I really need to hear Who was it who's laughter
rung sweet and true;
but could put things in perspective
with an honest point of view? Who was this special person
who's heart is always true?
My dear darling Mother.
It was you! Verse by:
patchergirl