Mothers
Dear Lord,
There are things I comprehend
But there is one thing I don’t understand
It is a love of a mother
It’s really filled of sensation
The cost that they never wonder
Her love is softer than a white snowflake
Strikes through this heart in a blink of an eye
This admiration cannot endorsed any longer
Your gift is greater than all the beauties in this world
She who brings me to life
From half of her blood that keeps me breathing
She who puts the blanket in my sleep
With her soft melody I can hear in my dream
With all her love that comforts me
Be with me in my childhood
When I grow up I know I have to be so thankful
That she is the best give You’ve given in my life
Give her protection
Loved her like she always love me
That now I finally understand
That You created all mothers in this earth
To teach us about love and devotion
To make us realized that all mothers are true fighters
Risked their lives to give birth, to raise and to love us
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