A mother's love determines how # ~: Q; u7 `( w! _+ TWe love ourselves and others. 3 A7 s& Z1 `9 WThere is no sky we'll ever see ! J( g; I! E' cNot lit by that first love. , O4 Q7 s8 _( A
Stripped of love, the universe . ^8 P" D/ v9 B8 ?- M& B" L5 c; MWould drive us mad with pain;$ }+ T' }% }6 n0 R) b0 [( O2 O+ {8 J9 V
But we are born into a world 8 g2 y1 _. Z: bThat greets our cries with joy. $ @; E7 o7 c8 j' oHow much I owe you for the kiss/ D3 `9 j! r- v8 n& O- J
That told me who I was! / L4 N& ^, h4 ~The greatest gift--a love of life-- " A0 A/ [/ r( b$ I+ MLay laughing in your eyes. ! Q, W2 b9 b! g& r) o; aBecause of you my world still has% J! ~+ ^" u" T e& z5 |
The soft grace of your smile;3 M/ {6 _, ?9 E1 p9 J
And every wind of fortune bears 1 S" r! a2 a5 o$ i; ^6 YThe scent of your caress。