My Mother Poem by Adams King
My Mother
Plethoras of joy you give to me
when my wounded heart
is been mocked by my sin
When sadness make me bow
you lift high my head
with a loving motherly vow
From days to month, year to year
your promises are unbending
your love in smiles and tears
O my mother, how sweet are you
than anything compared
above the clouds or beneath the blue
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The poem tell the immeasurable love I have for my mother and how loving she is to me in all circumstances, she's my hope, my comforter and all I need.
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