My mother’s face
I know a face, a lovely face
As full of beauty as of grace,
A face of pleasure and of smile.
In darkness it gives light.
A face that is itself like joy,
To see it I’m a happy boy.
And I have a joy that have no other:
This lovely woman is my mother!
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