My Mother's Love
With a heart of a tender mould,
An affection beyond what I can hold,
A well of love that can never grow old,
So is my mother's love that is never cold.
When always by my mother's knee,
Her love sublime is all I see,
Can't forget all you did for me,
We'll surely celebrate you beyond the sea.
Ezeah Monday
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 03/25/2022
Poet's note: This poem talks about the unfailing love of a mother to her child. It clearly shows a mother's affection and care which surpasses all our mistakes and shortcomings.
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