Happy mothers day to me and to all those ladys on the world, that life has gratificated with the blessing and the wonderfull experience of having a child.
The bravest battle that ever was fought!Shall I tell you where and when?On the maps of the world you will find it not;'Twas fought by the mothers of men.
Nay not with the cannon of battle-shot,With a sword or noble pen;Nay, not with eloquent words or thoughtFrom mouth of wonderful men!
But deep in a walled-up woman's heart --Of a woman that would not yield,But bravely, silently bore her part --Lo, there is the battlefield!
No marshalling troops, no bivouac song,No banner to gleam and wave;But oh! those battles, they last so long --From babyhood to the grave.
Yet, faithful still as a bridge of stars,She fights in her walled-up town --Fights on and on in her endless wars,Then silent, unseen, goes down.
Oh, ye with banners and battle-shot,And soldiers to shout and paise!I tell you the kingliest victories foughtWere fought in those silent ways.
O spotless woman in a world of shame,With splendid and silent scorn,Go back to God as white as you came --The Kingliest warrior born!
feliz dia no los merecemos!!!!!