MOTHERS
From their backs being the beds
Of comfort for the children crying,
To being the chefs in the kitchen
Preparing 'out of the world' cuisines.
Their hearts, a deep ocean
Of love, tenderness and caring
Their arms wide open for hugs of warmth,
To whom can you compare them?
They are stars, always shining
Yet barely appreciated,
They are waters,
Daily quenches thirsts
Yet barely appreciated,
They are diamonds,
Rare to find
yet priceless in value,
I wonder what value the would be
Without them
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