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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540911" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet Of Motherhood XLV</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540911" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Dearest, your mother feels (though dead) this birth—<br>Laughs at the fire within your shining eyes—<br>Your eyes, yet mine, wherein such glory lies<br>Never before beheld upon the earth.<br>She scents the fragrance of the lily-mirth<br>Lilting this body that I drew all-wise<br>Out of your own, so hers, and with low sighs,<br>Mellowed in mine to what a wondrous worth.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540911" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Kiss me. Kiss her. The miracle is wrought—<br>The simple beauty out of simple love—<br>Mother and father, child and God—all One—<br>Eternal trinity for ever sought.<br>O, blessed from her quiet place above,<br>Your mother kisses us—a life’s work done.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Zora+Bernice+May+Cross">Zora Bernice May Cross</a></strong></div>