Only One

                                                     My Mother, Cordia Griffin Foust

Hundreds of stars in the pretty sky;

              Hundreds of shells on the shore together;

  Hundreds of birds that go singing by;

            Hundreds of bees in the sunny weather.

          Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn;

           Hundreds of lambs in the purple clover;

Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn;

               But only one mother the wide world over.

                            George Cooper