Mothers Love - Poem by christina henry
A mother is there, if you're in need
unconditionally she loves you, and she cares.
A mother's love is there, for you to share,
and her kisses grace your face and fall like gentle rain,
if she could she would wipe away all your pain,
and sacrifice herself all the same.
A mother knows you better than you know yourself,
remember she fed you from her gentle breast,
and carried you most of the way, and still carries you come what may.
A mother cannot be replaced, or be there forever,
but the important lessons you have learnt will leave you never
you were taught to try, and learnt to strive, a mother's love will never die.
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