This poem is about a piece of fine marble crafted into a Mother standing with her babe and child. It stands on the fireplace mantel and/or sometimes the bookshelf.
Mother & Child, a symbol are you, White in marble, Standing tall, babe in arms and toddler at the knees. Forever present and standing, Full of hope and innocence on our bookshelf for the past Thirty-Five Years!
Written January 16th, 2004 11:38pm Central time All rights reserved!
I, too, love images of mother and child, they give such a feeling of peace and hope:) Peace and hope to you!
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on January 17, 2004
Becca I love sculputures and especially of mother and child...I have a few myself..lovely imagery in this one..I could almost see it and feel the coldness of the marble...have my grandson for the weekend so got to run...floria
Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o)
God BLess
~Michelle~
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