A fondness so steadfast, a love so true,
A tie that persists, a bond that grew.
A love that gives, a love that defends,
A love that comforts and eternally extends.
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She nurtures with fervor, she illuminates the path,
She's the one who makes every wound heal fast.
A mother's love, a dazzling ray,
A boundless source of might and sway.
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Through laughter and cries, through jubilation and pain,
She's always there, her love remains sane.
Her embrace so comforting, her touch so gentle,
A mother's love, a grace so essential.
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So let us raise a toast to all the mothers out there,
Who love with every fiber of their being rare.
May your love continue to soar high,
A symbol of hope, an affection that cannot die.
About the Creator
annanink
"Hello, this is Annanink. I love writing and have been a freelance writer for the past 3 years. I hope you enjoy my writing and find inspiration in it."
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