A Mother Poem by Corean "Pudden" Wright

A mother is a heart of gold.
She is told. It shouldn't be bought or sold.
Because it's Love from above.
A mothers love is true, wanting nothing in return.
Her heart a heart of gold full of grace.
And divine wisdom from above.
Her love flows like the ocean.
Free, Free, free as the gentle breeze.
She receives blessings and pass them on with understanding
And knowledge because its God's love she is sowing.
Even when she lies resting in the grave,
Sweet, sweet memories as the odors of the honeysuckle
that you breath lives on in each heart the silent prayers thoses out burst tears.
A mother a heart of gold
It shouldn't be bought or sold.