LOVING AND GOOD MOTHER
Mother Czestochowa, Lourdes, Fatima regardless of how I will call you always the same in motherhood. Loving and Good Mother You give butterflies above the meadow birds in the high clouds dew drops on the rose petals happiness during the day and quiet nights. For you the nightingale in the lilac shrub sings psalms fish dance in the stream the echo in the cliff carries your name far away when the waterfall calls for prayer. But I, simple singer in the chorus, For your glory - together with all the world Carry a poem for You - like a bouquet of herbs from the August meadow. |