
Mother’s love
Her love is like an island
In life's ocean, vast and wide
A peaceful, quiet shelter
From the wind, the rain, the tide.
'Tis bound on the north by Hope,
By Patience on the West,
By tender Counsel on the South
And on the East by Rest.
Above it like a beacon light
Shine Faith, and Truth, and Prayer;
And thro' the changing scenes of life
I find a haven there.
Anonymous
Sunday, May 10, 2009
To my Mom!!!
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1 comments:
dashuria e nenes na ndjek ,edhe kur s'i shofim,kur s'i degjojme dhe kur nganjehere i harrojme se me "s'jane" mes nesh.Grazie!
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