Art, Music and Words
If I could paint a picture
and capture beauty rare,
I'd paint the love aglowing
That you always choose to share.
If I could set to music,
The happiness you bring.
I'd choose a choir of thousands,
To sing, and sing and sing.
But words must be my picture
And the lyrics they impart,
A symphony and tour de force,
Sweet Mother of my heart.
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