Mother

Because I feel that, In the heavens above
I can find, among their burning terms of love
The angels, whispering to one another
None so devotional as that of "Mother
Therefore chertshed name I long have called you
And fill my heart of hearts, where Death Installed you
You who have been more than a mother to me
In sctting my spirit free
Mother, mother
My mother - my own mother, who died carly
Are mother to the one I loved so dearly
But the mother of myself; but you
Are dearer than the mother I knew
Mother, mothet
By that infinity with which my wife
Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life
Mother, mother