Mother's Love Poem by Justin Reamer

The woman of utmost kindness,
One which I've never known,
The woman of great sacrifices,
For her love is always shown.
The woman whose love is unconditional,
To all her children, she cares,
The woman who is always present,
No matter how anyone dares.
The woman of great knowledge,
The woman of inevitable wisdom,
She loved her children very much,
As she raised them through Christendom.
Her experience is undeniable,
Her morals she holds true,
She has much to teach,
To everyone born of new.
She cares for their moral standards,
And their possible future potential,
She provides for education,
Their secrets kept confidential.
She treats everyone with respect,
Although enemies may be,
She cares about their well-being,
And their ability to "see."
Who is this woman of utmost strength?
This woman whom no one can deny?
Who is this woman with a heart of gold?
Even though tender when forced to cry?
This woman is my Mother,
The person who cared for me,
She is filled with sacrifice,
More than ever can be.
She took care of all of us,
No matter the circumstances,
She always loved us,
Despite the consequences.
I will always believe in her,
For she has great courage,
She will always be a heroine,
Never looking at her pourage.
Mother, you are so great,
You never will be hurt,
We will always love you,
And we will always be curt.
You may make errors,
And mistakes of time,
But, remember,
To err is human,
And forgiveness is glorious divine.