A Mother's Prayer

A Mother's Prayer

The sweetest sound heard through our earthly home,

The brightest ray that gleams from heaven's dome,

The loveliest flower that e'er from earth's breast rose,

That purest flame that, quivering, gleams and glows,

Are found along, where kneels a mother mild,

With heart uplifted, praying for her child.

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The stream of tears can never cease to flow

Long as life's sun shall shine on us below;

And many angels have been sent by God

To count the tear drops wept upon life's road;

But of all the tears that glow, the least defiled

Are when a mother prays beside her child.

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Because it is to mortal eyes unseen,

Ye call it foolishness, a childish dream,

In vain, ye cannot rob me of that thought,

That legend with such heavenly sweetness fraught,

That blessed angels have for ages smiled

To see a mother praying for her child.

Anonymous

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posted by Mrs. Klause

November 9, 2009