A mother's love
knows no bounds;
limitless, profound.
Crying amidst our tears,
weeping traces of hurt.
Smiling our cheer
and sobbing tears of joy.
Breathing our breath
and beating with our hearts.
She cuts her soul with our pain
and bleeds our blood from her veins.
A blind eye sees no fault,
deaf ears, no criticism heard;
mum's the word.
Forgiving the unforgiven,
suffering aloud within her silence.
Conditioning with love,
loving without condition.
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