A Mothers love.
A mothers love, never stops growing, for her child.
Whose love or lost? By trying to make ends meet,
Not knowing how her child feels, living on the streets
A mothers love, is sometimes hard to understand?
When you reach so hard just to hold her hand.
So reach her and love your mothers
And respect hat she’s been there too,
So when she sees her child suffer,
She feels there is nothing she can do,
So
Love your mother’s love because she loves you.
Respect mother’s love.
By Wanda E.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
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1 comment:
What a beautiful poem Wanda. Thanks for sharing it here.
Nancy
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