MOTHERS LOVE

Who was it that guided me,

and gave a helping hand?

First to crawl

and then to stand.

Who was it that was there

to ease away my fears?

With a gentle loving hand

brushed away my tears.

Who was it that held me,

through the long of night?

Who made everything better,

by the morning light.

Who took the time to listen

with a sympathetic ear,

and tell me things in gentle ways,

what I really need to hear.

Who was it who's laughter

rung sweet and true

but could put things in perspective

with an honest point of view?

Who was this special person

who's heart is always true?

My Dear Darling Mother,

It was you!

by patchergirl

sent to me by Judy (aka jaye)
...Thanks again my friend..:)