Epistles from the Mountain Top

Golden Thoughts for the Golden Years
Written by Russel T in December 1975



Mother, O Mother, My Heart for You Weeps,
Come back from the silence so strange and so deep;
Come back, oh dear mother, if just for one hour,
Your love alone hath such wondrous power;
No other sweetness so abides and endures,
Faithful, unselfish, and patient like yours;
No other words from sweet lips hath so flown,
Gracious ,uplifting,with pure love enthroned,
No other heart with love so possessed,
Can see all my blunders and never love less!
So many fair faces have smiled into mine,
Loving and tender, patient and kind;
Filled with God`s pure love from heaven above,
But where is the bright glow of Mother`s sweet love?
And so I have ceased from my searching below,
For love, just like mother`s love ever to know;
And now I am looking to heaven above,
To Christ who gave mother her wondrous love!

(My dear mother passed away when I was the tender age of two months old. I was raised by my wonderful grandmother who was the closest thing to a mother to me. But, I always longed for that special love that only a mother can give. I would like to dedicate this to all those who are missing that speciall lady, that will never be replaced.)