Happy Mother's Day to all Mothers...and in memory for the ones who have passed away
Poem by W. Dayton Wedgefarth
MOTHER'S HANDS
Dear gentle hands have stroked my hair
And cooled my brow,
Soft hands that pressed me close
And seemed to know somehow
The fleeting moods and erring thoughts
That cloud my day.
Which quickly melt beneath their suffrage
And pass away.
No other balm for earthly pain
Is half so sure,
No sweet caress so filled with love,
No half so pure,
No other soul so close akin that understands,
No touch that brings such perfect peace
As Mother's hands.
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