More Precious Than Gold

More Precious Than Gold

A Poem by Trisha Logan Hillery
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Ode To My Mother

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When to my mother

my thoughts gently drift,

I picture her face

and the beauty therein


Though worn and weathered

through sickness and wear

her countenance will never

hint of despair.


Her arms open wide

to welcome a child

a kiss and a hug

so tender and mile


Memories of her kitchen

are ones that I treasure,

conversations held there

deliver so much pleasure


The smell of her baking

a joy to behold

my mother you see

is more precious than gold

© 2016 Trisha Logan Hillery


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Hi, great poem! I'd love to turn this into a video if I could.

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Trisha Logan Hillery
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