My mother at dawn. Original poem.

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My mother at dawn.


When I look at the pleasant face
of my mother at every sunrise
she looks like the sunshine
for her light, aspect and grace

I would like to say a phrase
to express her wonderful love
and put the most splendid cove
on her forehead with much affection.

I ask God with heartfelt expression
to take care of my mother on the way
in order to enjoy every day
and always make the best mention