Moms too
By Thomas William Cornfield
The Love of a mother.
Is like a glowing glow
No others can have it.
and they can never know.
Mother's love all the good
as much as all the bad.
They deserve more than a day
it can make a mind go mad.
You can be quite dumbfounded
Inside yourself, you know.
if you need an ear to listen
Mothers always know.
When the times get overcast
And the glow gets dim.
You could not be who you are.
Keep your mom with in.
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