Alexandra Yeboah (August 15,1989 / Toronto, Ontario)
A mother's love
A mother’s love is sweeter
than honey from the honeycomb.
It is more beautiful than
flowers blooming in the spring.
A mother’s love is helping you tie your shoes
as you get ready for the first day of school.
A mother’s love comforts you when you cry
after another defeating day at school
when you felt all alone.
A mother’s love will help with your homework
no matter how busy her day may be.
A mother’s love says she’ll be there
when it’s your big day-
and she is.
A mother’s love loves you,
even if you’re not a straight A student
or captain of the basketball team.
What is a mother’s love?
It’s not about buying everything you want to have,
but it’s about struggling to meet your every need.
A mother’s love remains strong to the end,
even through the hard times.
It’s not about making spaghetti for dinner
or ironing all your clothes.
A mother’s love will tell you the truth
instead of telling you all the things you want to hear.
It’s not about how much money she has
or how many gifts she gives you.
But it’s about her dedication and commitment
to raising you right.
A mother’s love sticks by your side
and gently reminds you of her love for you,
and that you’re not alone.
A mother’s love will teach you about a savior
and his love for us so we could be made anew.
A mother’s love laughs with you,
plays with you,
and is more of a friend than you could ever know.
A mother’s love is a gift you could never afford
but was delivered to you specially
free of cost.
You don’t have to give up
when you’ve got reassuring arms
around you all the way.
Cherish this gift
and hold it close to your heart.
For there’s never a gift more precious
than a mother’s love.
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