Love that bears

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Love that bears

I hear it every morning,
The sound of machine that is sewing
In the entrance of our house
I see her working till the night last.

She didn't scold us for doing it
All she wants for us is to have something to eat
She bears the pain all by herself
Though, I know in her eyes, she needed some help.

I am blessed to have her as my mother
The kind of women, whom you could treasure forever
Mother, your love gives me a shiver
Its the best feeling that I could remember

Love that bears
Love that cares
Love that was given by her
The best gift a mother could share.

---mya 

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