Mother's Day Harp Poem

Mother’s Day Harp PoetryWith strings of gold and angelic sound,The harpist plucks a tune profound.Her fingers dance with gentle grace,A melody that fills the space.On Mother's Day, a special treat,The harpist plays a tune so sweet.For all the love that moms impart,The music moves the soul and heart.Each note a tribute to her care,A soothing balm to ease our despair.For every time she held us tight,And chased away the fears of night.The harpist's hands, they never tire,Her music sets our heart...