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The Hand That Rocks the Cradle Is the Hand That Rules the World
Blessings on the hand of women!
Angels guard it's strenght and grace,
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place;
Would that never storms assailed it,
Rainbows ever gently curled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Infancy's the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow,
Mother's first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow-
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or evil hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Woman, how divine your mission
Here upon our natal sod!
Keep, oh, keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the ages
Are from mother-love impearled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Blessings on the hand of women!
Fathers, sons, and daughters cry,
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky-
Mingles where no tempest darkens,
Rainbows evermore are hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
-William Ross Wallace
4 comments:
Hi Liz! What a beautiful poem. Thanks for being my "friend" on Facebook! :)
I have tagged you over on my blog if you want to give it a shot. :)
http://sheworkswithherhands.typepad.com/blog/2008/10/tagyoure-it.html
I love these words. Thanks for sharing!
I have tagged you! See my blog for details:www.practicallypink.blogspot.com
Emily
Wow that really puts a whole new twist on motherhood...something even fathers should consider and be mindful of...may we guide our families in his steps...(when we get them)...hahaha had a great time last night. In Him Caleb
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