The love of a mother
Like a dove that hover
Tender and understanding
Yet not ending
Only rivaled and bested by God's
The love of a mother
Could make a tyrant sobber
Even kings marvel at it
Because she eats not if you don't eat
I can never forget you
Even if am older version of the presnt you
O mother's love
Make me innocent as a dove
Understanding as you are
My heart lit up like the star
Sweet mother care
Makes me not fear
Because she is near
And am her dear
I feel strong
Like a thousand Hercules
Even when wrong
She never judge me with her iris
My smile
Makes her want to run a mile
Just to make me happy
To others she becomes scary
But still
She is my sweet mother
Even when time is still
O my mother
You are my first and only true love
Because nobody can love me like you........
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Nothing can be compared to a mothers care and love, she gives her children her love not witholding any for herself....nice poem @arcticfoe
This post is one in a million. I appreciate you too for the love bestowed on motherhood. You will live long to reap the fruit of your labour. A riped old age, free of ill-health shall be your portion IJN. amen.