Poetry
Fátima Queiroz
Her kindness is love, tenderness, insurance shelter
Sweet lulling of singing to sleep, sweet name, I blessed it
Of the badly she always defends us, with her feline claw
She
is light that shines radiant and our night light up.
Her
force, her firmness, they helps us to crawl
Her
hands give safety, they teach us to walk
For
this way of the life, so it embitters and so suffered
In
the guide in the darkness, she always finds an exit.
Her word comforts us, in the despair and in the pain
She
is always available hearing us with love
Her
sing has the beauty, of the dawn waking up
And
every Earth lights up with her rays inflaming.
Her
beauty is so big, that it is heard the clamor
Of
the Sky, of the Earth, of the Sea, that they sing her their praise
And
that immense beauty, that guard us a lifetime
It
summarizes only one word: Mother!
My Dear Mother!
(
Published in the Anthology " Brazilian Poetries–2001 "
House
of the Book Editorial of São José do Rio Preto - São Paulo -
Page 66 )
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