That Age Will Never Dim
You can tell she’s older now,
Her hair is turning gray,
And her cheeks are not as rosy
As upon her wedding day.
But there’s a light within her eyes
That age will never dim,
The love that dwells within her heart
Reflects itself in them.
A maiden fair she must have been
For still those loving smiles
Reveal a mature pure and sweet
Unspoiled by weary miles.
A person who could equal her
I’ve never seen another,
And if you know her you’d agree,
You see, she is my mother!
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by Winnie Apple Newton
Written 1943