Mother Love

A mother's adoration is like no other,

An unfathomable power, a delicate touch.

It streams like waterways, through one another,

What's more, protects us, from all life's grasp.

Her heart is brimming with warmth and care,

Her arms a shelter, when we're hopelessly.

Her voice a mitigating emollient, when we're frightened,

Her touch an enchanted spell, when we're impeded.

She's the light that guides us as the night progressed,

The stone that holds us consistent, through life's strength.

She's the delicate breeze that cools our intensity,

The downpour that falls, to wash away loss.

Her adoration is unadulterated, magnanimous and valid,

A gift we treasure, perpetually once more.

The light sparkles, in most obscure days,

An encouraging sign, in life's labyrinth.

Gracious mother, your adoration is the best gift,

The one that gives our lives a lift.

We're honored to have you close by,

To direct us through life's winding ride.

So let us appreciate, this valuable love,

Furthermore, hold it close, similar to a gift from a higher place.

For a mother's affection, is like no other,

A bond that endures, past any remaining.