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Mother’s Love

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March 29, 2018

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None can fathom the love,
Of a mother and child.
Neither can it be measured,
Nor can it be described.
Yet a futile effort I employ,
To say her love is supreme.
Showing light to the sun,
Calling it supreme supreme.
Can you measure the sky,
No you can’t.
Her love is beyond compare,
Which we later understand.
Hands that rock the cradle,
Rule the throne for sure.
The throne of heart thou definitely rule,
Of this I am very sure.

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