A Mother’s Love

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We all travel down the pathway of life

Stumbling forward in a constant state of metaphoric growth

It’s a trail of investigation, imagination, and truth

There is never a map for these kind of journeys

 

The people we meet, they help push us along

With offers of gratitude and respect they power the energy

But it’s a mother’s love that fuels the passion

And supports the youthful dreams and desires of her children

 

Until their dying breath, do all children remember

The gentle touch of a mother’s hand, her ever-constant encouragement, and her unconditional love

A child could never forget, because it’s this memory of a maternal compassion that,

keeps her children breathing

A child’s life blooms from within the mother’s gift of her heart

 

 

I am grateful for being a mother’s child. ❤

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