It was so great to have Melissa home for three days...
I touch upon my cheek a tear
And clutch within my heart a rose
But they are not enough, my dear
To let you go or hold you close
Ah, poetry, you are inept
No demiurgic verse can prove
The length and width or height and depth
Of simply this; a mother’s love
So when I long to have you near
In spite of what love hopes and knows
I touch upon my cheek a tear
And hold within my heart a rose
…and pray the Lord your way to keep
He knows exactly where you are
A mother’s love flows sure and deep
But God’s love is greater by far
© Janet Martin
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!