A mother’s love is immeasurable
like a river it continually flows
Her heart is strong, she easily forgives
She bears a pain as if it’s an easy load.
She’s beautiful on the outside
And more so on the inside.
With childlike candour
she renders love, her splendid armour.
Crinkles on her face, a result of laughter
more than pain,
like a happy angel
she spreads warmth,
She is LOVE, she’s my dad’s beau,
And she’s named aptly so –
Angelita.
Thank you Lord that even in this somewhat dreary day, I find joy and rejoice in gladness with you.For I see the beauty in the flowers of spring and they’re so pretty in pink, and the greenery that surrounds me reminds me that you take care of everything.
Give me strength Lord, the kind that comes only from you. Empower me with your holy spirit so that I may overcome every challenging task at hand. There’s nothing that I cannot do…for you are in me and with me, what mortal man can go against me? You are my rock, my strong pillar. Together we will be unshaken.