“Dear Mom”
Your love is like moonlight,
illuminating good in us.
Your love feeds and clothes us.
Your love is charity.
The angels in their circuits
of travel about the Earth
have found no mortal love
more devotional than yours.
“Dear Mom”
“Dear Mom”
Your love is like moonlight,
illuminating good in us.
Your love feeds and clothes us.
Your love is charity.
The angels in their circuits
of travel about the Earth
have found no mortal love
more devotional than yours.
The Flummoxed 