The holiest words my tongue can frame,
The noblest thoughts my soul can claim,
Unworthy are to praise the name
More precious than all other.
An infant, when her love first came,
A man, I find it still the same,
Reverently I breath her name,
The blessed name of mother.
George Griffith Fether
I really liked this poem so I'm sharing it.
I'm so glad to have a mother, mother-in-law,
grandmas, aunts and many women who have
taught and given me so many things.
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