A Mother's Love

When I was younger
I knew not the wonders of
Nor how much it is a blessing,
to have a mothers' love.
I knew

This poem is not for mine alone

But for mothers everywhere

For all the love they have shown

And the similarities they share

No time for you to be cooking,
Put your feet up and relax,
The washing up's all taken care of,
The dishes are all in their

My Mother

Her beauty is undeniable
Her heart is undefinable
I wish I might be as good as she
I don't think it's possible for

Mother's touch,

I never would have believed
the depth of your love for me,
until having my own children
and embracing them tenderly.

Loving