Quietly
she endures all trials,
in simplicity
does she labor,
with unreserved affection
embraces her world --
babes caressed to sleep;
watchtower to the infirmed
Courageously
she dances through life,
elegant,
never-ending in the finer grace
of love
Fountain of the earth,
womb of life,
good, noble,
pure and at peace
mother is
Beauty Personified.
c. 1983 Fred J. Scheyd