“And when we had returned to the tent of my father,
behold their joy was full, and my mother was comforted.”
behold their joy was full, and my mother was comforted.”
First Nephi. Chapter Five. Verse 7.
Children coming home again,
No matter how, no matter when,
Give to parents comfort sweet
And a joy that can’t be beat.
Little ones who fly away
Looking for a place to stay,
Then come for a visit mean
Life is full and rich and green.
Someday each of us returns
To that Parent that so yearns
For our joy to be complete
At our Elder Brother’s feet.
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