MOTHER OF FAIR LOVE
Close
as the dove’s wing to her breast of peace
she
folds her Child – and every other child at last
safe
in the kind blue shadow of her veil
will
lie content, all fright and anguish past.
And
wise old men shall turn their eyes in awe
to
that pure brown and almond-curve of cheek
bent
motherly to teach them all the lore
of
patient love they had not wit to seek.
Sister M Jeremy
Sign.
1940
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