By Robert H. Ivy

A mothers love is something
that no one can explain
It is made with deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking
And it never fails or falters
Even though her heart is breaking
It believes beyond believing
When the world around condemns
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest brightest gems
It is far beyond defining
it defies all explanation
And it still remains a secret
Like the mysteries of creation
A many splendored miracle
Man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God's Tender guiding hand.


Robert Ivy Author

Submitted By timeless

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