Poetry

A Mother's Love

What is a mother's love?

Is it the morning dove?

Or is it the sky bound in blue,

Or the ocean of beautiful hues?

A mother, a friend, a leader, a saint

To have a job that's well, not so quaint.

Thank you for putting up with me,

This bad poem, and all that I do.

And Happy Mother's day,

I say to you!