A Mother's True Love
Love comes in many shapes, sizes and thoughts, the love of flowers, things, our best pets. Love may come as that special gift, the one gift I have wanted or may have been waiting for. Love is given and received freely by some, yet required by others. Love by a Mother cannot be measured, it is always free flowing. Love gives up a loved child, a child that needs to be cared for. A Mother's True Love knows what is best for her new baby, love is a kiss to a baby that is never forgotten.
Written Date: 1/25/2020
3 Place
Used Today 3/29/2021 for: Mother - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2021
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