greg’s journey from anza-borrego

On my Mother’s knee

Mother of Mine.Rudyard Kipling

If I were hanged on the highest hill

I know whose love would follow me still:

If  I were drowned in the deepest sea,

I know whose love would come down to me;

If I were dammed in body and soul.

I know whose prayers would make me whole;

Mother of mne!Mother of mine! Mother of mine!

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