My Dear Mother

Eric L. Harris

Sometimes I wish that I were back at home

In the loving arms that held me strong.

To reassure my safety, my peace, my soul;

To let me know that everything was okay, that you were in control.

But reality has set in, my course is now set;

Guided by your love, making no move that I would regret.

You hath raised me, raised a man, a man of values indeed.

Your instructions on life I live by and have learned to take heed.

Obedience is therefore greater than any sacrifice I can make,

And I’d rather die horrifically, than your heart at any time I break.

Love you, yes indeed, far greater than any other.

A lady of profound beauty and wisdom, but above all MY MOTHER



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