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Mother's Face
She's the cradle of mankind
that sings to me lullabies.
She's the everlasting chord
that binds me to my birth and life.
She's a diamond in the nights
that reflects prayers
to heavens above.
She's an anchor on the seafloor
when my life's boat is tossed
by storms and cyclones.
She is my mother, our mother-
our life, anchor and guide.
poem
by
Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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