Mothers are those sponges and mops,
Who clean all our mess and sobs,
All bruised knees and scrapes,
Disappear with their loving Kisses.
They sing lullabyes to rock us to sleep,
All mothers' love run ever so deep!
When those tough years of growing up come along,
Moms are there to share their shoulders,
And correct things that went wrong.
Mothers are precious gems,
To be valued and respected,
No treasure can repay her,
and you are forever indebted.
But loving her back, gives her strength to stand,
As that pillar of comfort and love,
Ready to accept anything,
In the palm of her hand!
Her face lights up like a thousand stars
When you end victorious,
Fighting your life's wars!
The beauty of blooming flowers,
The freshness of spring showers,
Are all seen in that Mother's face,
Even when she is withered, running life's race!
The face of love,
Those eyes of Hope,
Will always be there,
To cheer and revive!
No matter if you are a winner,
Or walking Life's tight rope.
A Mother's love and Blessing surpasses time and space,
It is nothing but undeserved Grace!
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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