![]() Mother's RegretA Poem by C.L. Wilson
She sat in the pew In front of a stain glass mural Of the blessed Virgin Mother Glowing with a golden dawn.
In her arms is a babe A child of past and future shame So tender and filled with life Peaceful in his blessed slumber She rises to the alter And falls to her knees gently Tears slipping down on her child As she laid him down on the floor In her heart is sorrow A sadness that flows out her eyes So painful it was but there was hope For the future of her only regret
© 2009 C.L. Wilson |
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2 Reviews Added on February 26, 2009 Last Updated on March 5, 2009 Author![]() C.L. WilsonH-town, LAAboutfirst of all i suck at reviewing (or at least when it comes to detailed advice) so if you review my work i'll try my best to give you a decent review and as a note for reviewing-I really don't want re.. more..Writing
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