Mother Is Amazing
Mother's devotion, such as life, cannot be represented.
Observe her unyielding fine fortune and deep devotion.
That being a mother means the heart is no longer yours.
Heaven is inside each of us, mothers created to raise our infants.
Every mother of her heritage, no one can acquire her place.
Real mother Love is irrefutable, unfazed by-laws, free of pity.
It never relents or betrays anything that stands in its way.
So, if you're a gift from Heaven, how can I renounce him?
And what do I convey to you, mother, my heart or my eyes?
My soul, my blood, or my hope, you are its meaning.
And, mom, what do I recall? There's nothing to be forgotten.
Zeals I remember from youth, but your smile elicits my groans.
I miss you badly; you're gone, but your love lives within me.
Nurtured from you, mom, all the magnificence goodness of life.
God bless all our mothers for their love, altruism, and sacrifice.
2st place contest win
Written: 01/28/2021
Mother - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
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