One calm, bright, sweet, sunshiny day,
an angel slipped out of heaven and came down to earth
and roamed field and forest, city and hamlet.
Just as the sun was setting, he spread his wings and said,
"Now my visit is over and I must go back to the world of light.
But before I go, I would like to take along some mementos of my visit here."
He noticed a beautiful flower garden and said,
"How lovely and fragrant these flowers are."
He plucked the rarest and most beautiful roses
and made a bouquet and said,
"I see nothing more beautiful and fragrant than these;
I will take them back to heaven with me."
Looking on a little further, he saw a bright-eyed, rosy cheek baby,
smiling into his mother's face.
And said, "Oh, that baby's smile
is even prettier than this bouquet of roses;
I will take that, too!"
Then he looked just beyond the cradle
and there was a mother's love pouring out
like the gush of a river toward the cradle and the baby.
And he said to himself,
"Oh, that mother's love is the prettiest thing I have seen on earth;
I will carry that too."
With the three treasures he winged his way back to heaven.
When he arrived outside the gates of heaven,
he examined his mementos, wondering how they had made the trip.
He looked at the flowers and they were wilted.
He looked at the baby's smile and it had faded.
He looked at the mother's love and it was still there,
in all its warmth and in all its pristine beauty.
He threw aside the wilted flowers, only remembering the faded smile,
and winged his way through the gates of heaven.
He gathered all the hosts of heaven together and said,
"Here is the only thing I found on earth
that would keep its beauty all the way to heaven...

It is a Mother's Love

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