A Mother and her child are 
Forever linked and are as one
Mothers cry a tear when her child, 
Scrapes a knee or is stung by a bee.
Motherís love is like a bouquet of Wild flowers in a little childís hand Motherís love is tenderness and Compassion that is always there. Motherís love is a quiet and gentle nature Towards all that she loves Motherís love is a forgiving nature When no forgiveness is sought. Motherís love is that extra Piece of cake with lots of frosting Mother makes a house a comfortable Place to live thatís called home. Mothers are always there when Troubles we have and with her we can share To show how much we love our Mothers is to help in her time of need. May our GOD bless our Mothers when Getting old and a little weak Showing love toward our Mother is not To criticize but give a helping hand. Our Mothers are the greatest of all treasures, A jewel of fine workmanship by our GOD. ©Dale L Neill October 14, 2004 E-mail

        






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