To My Mother
Because I feel that, in the Heavens above, The angels, whispering to one another, Can find, among their burning terms of love, None so devotional as that of “Mother,” Therefore by that dear name I long have called you — You who are more than mother unto me, And fill my heart of hearts, where Death installed you In setting my Virginia's spirit free. My mother — my own mother, who died early, Was but the mother of myself; but you Are mother to the one I loved so dearly, And thus are dearer than the mother I knew By that infinity with which my wife Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life
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Mother is the best part of children's life. Those children's knows the lack of love who has no mother. Everyone have a emotional attachment with their mother.
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Mother is such kind of word that has no definition. Mother can do anything for us.not only us but also our family.
I love my mother very much. Everybody loves his mother. My mother is best part of children life. And my mother is my world.